So a few nights ago, my husband and I were laying in bed doing our own pre-bedtime rituals: I was on my iPad, playing Candy Crush while he was watching a movie on his laptop, with his headphones on.
He was watching the latter part of Noah (starring Russel Crow, Emma Watson and Jennifer Connely). When I happened to glance his way, I glimpsed the scene where Emma Watson was giving birth. So (being pregnant) naturally, I was curious.
Me: (waving my hand in front of Ton's face)
Ton: (pauses the movie and removes his headphones)
Me: I want to watch.
Ton: (removes the headphone cord from the plug and resumes the movie)
On-screen, Emma Watson's character proceeds to give birth to a baby girl. After a few moments, she goes into labor again and delivers another baby.
Jennifer Connely's character: (looks up with a morose look on her face) I'm sorry. Sisters.
Emma Watson's character: (wails) NOOOOO!
Me: (turns to Ton with eyebrows furrowed) Why are they sad that it's another girl? Were they expecting a boy?
Ton: (pauses the movie and turns to me matter-of-factly) Because Noah will kill all humans without partners. He said that if she gives birth to a girl, he will kill them to discontinue humanity (so they cannot reproduce).
Me: (shocked) He will kill the babies??!!
Ton: Yes, because Noah believes that that is what God commands.
Me: (starting to cry) But why will God command him to do something so horrible?? They're just babies!!! (starting to wail uncontrollably) Wala naman silang ginagawang masama!
At this point, I was inconsolable. I was bawling uncontrollably, while Ton was wide-eyed and bewildered, trying to wipe away my tears. I was feeling wretched at that moment; confused; heartbroken. WHY would God command Noah to do such an inhumane task: kill - not just one, but two - babies!
Having been pregnant for 28 weeks already then, I felt deeply invested in that scene. I felt devastated that Noah could even let the thought of killing newborn babies enter his mind. Carrying a baby (let alone two!) for 40 weeks inside your body is no joke. Although I've only been able to experience just 28 weeks, those 28 weeks were enough for me to: Experience extreme discomfort brought about by raging hormones and indescribable body changes; and also to feel unconditional love for a person I have not even met yet. <3 I am fiercely enamored with this life growing inside me (hello baby Adelle, I love you!), and I will cry, scream and kick in protest if ever something or someone wishes to harm her.
Having experienced what Emma Watson's character went through (except for the labor part, since I'm not at that point yet), I had an idea on what she must have felt, knowing that her father-in-law, Noah, was about to kill the two most precious beings in her life. It's like, What? You made me go through 9 months of THAT for THIS?
I've heard / read really sad stories of miscarriages, stillborn babies, babies living in the womb for up to 36 weeks, only to suffer complications at the last minute...(shudder). I shouldn't be entertaining negative thoughts, but these type of stories prevail in my Newsfeed often, and I get nightmares from them. :( It makes me really paranoid and sad to hear these stories; sometimes it makes me question God's plan: why would He want mothers to go through the joy of conception, pregnancy and anticipation, only to take it away too soon? It's not fair!
But even if I know that my hormones are making me extra-emotional, paranoid and weepy, I refuse to let these negative thoughts prevail. I will keep on praying to God for a normal and healthy baby, and for a safe delivery for me.
For the information of those who weren't able to watch the movie, Noah, he didn't push through with killing the twins, because he looked at them and felt only love. As such, I should have complete faith in the Lord that He only wants love to prevail, no matter what. :)
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