March 23rd, 2012

terribly sad and soul crushing

I read The Girl with a Dragon Tattoo when I was pregnant with the Peanut and sobbed while finishing it at four in the morning, waking up the Chop to tell him how absolutely devastating it was. After he was born, I read the last two books – neither of which was as disturbing as the first – but I still found them tough to read. Apparently being a mother has made it much harder for me to read the tough stuff – let alone watch it.

Once I heard the gist of the Hunger Games trilogy, I purposefully avoided reading it. Children killing children for sport = crushing, overwhelming sadness.

A friend talked me into going to see the first movie tonight and it was as devastating as expected. Especially for three mothers (one of whom is pregnant again) with young children.