One of the nicer consequences of having a new baby is that you get to watch a LOT of TV.
One of the not-so-nice consequence of having a new baby, however, is that you watch most of these shows on your own, in the middle of the night.
Well, you have to find SOME way to pass the time during all of those night feeds when the baby decides that, actually, he’s not going to back to sleep right now, because he just wants to be held instead, don’t you? Exactly.
Here are a few of the shows I’ve watched in the middle of the night lately…Call the Midwife
I’ve actually mentioned Call the Midwife before here: it was one of my favourite shows a couple of years back, but I stopped watching it when we decided to start trying for a baby, because I figured it would just be way too triggering for my health anxiety/tokophobia. Now that Max is here, though – and is very much destined to be an only child! – it’s safe for me to get back into the goings on of the good people of Poplar, in the 1960s. Because I’d stopped watching the show, I had a few seasons to catch up on: it was probably a bad idea to watch a show about childbirth so soon after giving birth myself, because my raging hormones meant that I sat and just HOWLED at some scenes, but then again, I also cried when I realised we were out of coffee a few weeks ago (Like, what’s the point of even trying to carry on with life under those circumstances, right?), so that probably says more about me than it does about the show, TBH.
With that said, Call the Midwife is about childbirth in the same way that The Walking Dead, say, is about zombies: so, it forms the basis for the plot, obviously, but it’s not the whole story, and in the case of CTM, I enjoy it as much for the social history of the time as for the cute babies – although the cute babies DO help, let’s be honest. If nothing else, though, it’s worth watching Call the Midwife for the Trixie’s outfits alone, because girl rocks a wiggle dress like no other…
This is another show Terry and I started watching a while back, and then gave up because I was worried it would be triggering while I was pregnant. It’s a British comedy/drama about an American who has a fling with an Irish girl while in London on business, only for her to end up pregnant. Hilarity ensues, although this IS a comedy drama rather than a straight-up comedy, so it’s not roll-around-on-the-floor funny, and there’s some more serious stuff in there, too. It’s well written, and there were two seasons available on Amazon Prime, so that killed a few nighttime hours, too…
“So, there’s a TV show about a mysterious old house that has some kind of chilling secret,” said Terry one day. “I thought you might like it?” Er, WOULD I EVER. This kind of thing, as regular readers might know, is right up my street. so I started watching Requiem that very night, and sure enough, there was a mysterious old house and – even better – a “missing child” mystery to be solved. I’m actually just a few episodes into this one – so no spoilers, please! – but, in short, a young woman’s mother dies in mysterious circumstances and, while going through her things afterwards, the daughter discovers a possible link to a child who went missing twenty years earlier. Her search for the truth leads her to the aforementioned mysterious old house, and one day I hope to discover what, exactly, its chilling secret is. ONE DAY.
When I was a little girl, I went through a phase where I was really into history, and I was particularly obsessed with Mary, Queen of Scots, who I felt I had much in common with. Well, we were both fiery redheads, we both had tragic life stories… and OK, Mary’s tragedy was that she ended up getting her head chopped off by a jealous cousin, and mine was that my parents wouldn’t buy me a pony, so it wasn’t EXACTLY the same… but almost. You know?
Anyway, Reign is loosely based on the life of Mary, Queen of Scots. I say “loosely” – the show’s used a HUGE amount of dramatic licence here, so if you’re looking for historical accuracy, you’re going to have to keep on looking. If, on the other hand, you’re looking for a rather stylised version of history, which is beautiful to look at, but a little on the cheesy side sometimes, this one’s for you. Visually, it reminds me a bit of Sophia Coppola’s Marie Antoinette, with gorgeous costumes and modern music: that doesn’t really make up for the complete lack of any kind of historical accuracy, but hey, at 4am, you just want something easy to watch, don’t you? Or I do, anyway…
Finally, Rita is a Danish comedy-drama about a misanthropic schoolteacher who takes no crap from anyone. We watched the first three seasons last year, and were gutted when it finished, so I was really happy to hear it had been commissioned for a fourth series, and even happier when it showed up in my Netflix list a few weeks ago. Rita is basically the schoolteacher everyone wishes they’d had, and if, like her, you happen to not really like people that much, you’ll probably enjoy this as much as I do. I kind of wish I knew her in real life, actually, except Rita is WAY too cool to ever speak to me in real life, so, yeah, maybe not.
So! That’s what I’ve been watching lately, but, needless to say, I have quite a few more weeks of night feeds ahead of me, so if you’ve got any recommendations for me, I’d love to hear them!