My family and I love that movie; it's got some bad language, but it's hilarious.
One scene in particular cracks me up: Marisa Tomei's character rants about her "ticking biological clock."
It's funny, right?
Until it happens to YOU.
Now, I knew biological changes happen to all of us throughout life. But the idea of a biological clock inside women that goes off to tell them it's time to have babies...well, I always thought that was a humorous prop used by TV & movie writers. Wasn't it just a myth?
I don't have a definitive answer (wikipedia, anyone? Web MD?) but now that I'm gettting...ahem...older, I am starting to understand what Marissa Tomei was talking about. A little.
Because I have worked with children in some format almost non-stop the past decade, I think of myself as generally immune to kiddie cravings. I have an outlet for my love for kids, and the bonus is I get to send them home at the end of the day. And babies have never really been my age group. They're too young to talk, they have diapers that need to be changed, and what do you do with them when they won't stop crying?? In fact, the other day i was thinking that if I ever do get around to having kids, maybe I'll just adopt. After all, there are a lot of kids who need a home. And I've heard that older kids have a harder time getting adopted, because most people prefer babies. Not me, thought to myself. I'd like to skip that stage! Nine months of discomfort, painful labor, sleepless nights, constant attentiveness...no thanks.
Then Sunday happened. This past Sunday was mother's day. I woke up that morning with a dream drifting out of memory--but the one thing I recalled is that in my dream, I had been pregnant. And, I'd been HAPPY about it. Then I went to church, which was all about Motherhood, of course. And there were all thes baby pictures on the screen, and real babies in their mommy's arms in the congregation, and it happened.
I had a baby craving.
It kind of freaked me out.
I don't want to turn into a Tina Fey caricature of a woman who suddenly sees nothing but babies and can't seem to think about anything else! But maybe that was my biological clock, ticking! Letting me know time is running out!!!
I'm kidding, mostly, though that really did happen to me. I'm not freaking out about it, though. Not anymore. I realize that we are biologically wired a certain way--and most women at some point have a biological desire to have children. Heck, even Brennan on Bones softened up and realized she might want a kid someday!
I had my first "I'm pregnant"/"I have a baby" dream in high school, I think. I looked up the meaning in a dream symbols dictionary, and it said that babies & being pregnant can also symbolize having an idea--like a creative, artistic idea. So, of course, I though it was about my stories. I mean, I always have ideas for stories. But I don't always dream about having babies.
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I sort of feel a little like Joe Pesci in that scene above, kind of like, I have plenty of other things to be worrying about right now instead of babies. And for ten years, I just sort of thought that eventually, the timing would be right. There would be a Guy. There would be a Wedding. And after a while, THEN there would be babies. Cravings or not, I need to realize things might not go down that way at all. If not, would I be willing to go the route of Tina Fey's character in "Baby Mama" or something? Who knows!
Right now I'm living in my brother's dining room, so it's not like I'm exactly in the right place to be a mother. Right now, I am a mommy/teacher/counselor/big sister to around fifty kids every day after school. Right now, that's still enough for me. My mental and emotional clocks are not ticking quite so loud.
I just wish they'd tell that to my biological clock.