This is what happens when the four oldest people in the house are all submerged in Breaking Dawn.
I cheated and read the Amazon reviews before buying the book yesterday. The reviewers hated it so much that I was prepared to be sorely disappointed.
But I loved it. Even the too tidy, shiny perfect ending. (SPOILER ALERT!)
The original target market on these books may have been teenage girls but in this final installment Stephenie Meyer fulfills every fantasy of middle-aged moms:
1. a one month pregnancy
2. looking like a supermodel 2 days after childbirth
3. freedom from the whole diet, beauty, body image nightmare FOREVER
4. no need for sleep and endless energy all day long– name a momma that hasn’t wished for that!
5. hour upon hour to spend with hubby– without the mundane distractions of making a living or washing dishes(can you imagine the amount of work that simply not eating would save?)
6. finding your ordinariness (or even your inability to fit in) transformed into extraordinary power
But even vampire perfection stands pale against the beauties of a milky newborn, sleeping in, fresh raspberries and growing old with your love.
And truly, Edward can’t compete with my own dreamboat who reads chick-lit and vacuums at the same time. Ahhh, life is sweet.