It’s been a long week…
Having handed in my notice during my maternity leave, I haven’t worked (apart from the long hours I put into my blog) since a week before Benjamin was born.
This week I started freelance work for a local PR firm. This week two of my three children also spent a couple of days each off school unwell.
I also had a very full social diary for the first time in ages, so yeah, it’s been one long week.
On Tuesday night (which was only a few days ago but feels like forever), I took Cameron on a special mum and son date night to the cinema.
We went to see The Greatest Showman!
Although it’s a PG, it’s hardly your typical children’s film, but Cameron likes being grown up and watching films that aren’t cartoons, and I had been wanting to see the film ever since it came out, having heard numerous rave reviews.
I was a little apprehensive that either a) it wouldn’t live up to my high expectations or b) Cameron wouldn’t enjoy it.
I need not have worried. Not only was it just as incredible as everyone had said it was, Cameron absolutely loved it as well.
We both left the cinema smiling and spent that evening dancing around and lip syncing to the soundtrack, much to the bemusement of my five year old daughter who didn’t really get what all the fuss was about.
Having since listened to the soundtrack on repeat daily (no, you’re obsessed), I can totally see why people went to see it more than once, in fact we are going to go again next week as it was just that good.
I realise that this post is rather rambly, and I’m not entirely sure of it’s point myself, but I just felt the need to shout about my love of this film.
Not only is it brilliant in its own right, it’s also motivating me to keep going despite obstacles in my way. As a well educated, white, middle class woman, I realise I’m not exactly what you would consider a minority or an outcast like the characters portrayed in this film, but as a sufferer of mental illness, I do find strength in the words of some of the songs.
This is Me, in particular, really speaks to me and it makes me want to show the people in my life who have ever doubted me (especially when I fell pregnant with Cameron at 20), that you can do whatever you put your mind to, and you shouldn’t be ashamed to be yourself.
I have been singing along during the low points this week, and I’ve definitely noticed more of a spring in my step since.
So, on that note I’ll draw this rather strange post to an end.
Have you seen The Greatest Showman? Did you enjoy it?