Modern Family

ABC has a sitcom in its second season that I have recently come to love. Both my husband and I enjoy watching this show together and while watching the last episode  I exclaimed “Holy shit I’m a fat gay man!” We both laughed and knew without a doubt what I meant by that statement. I realized before the show was over that not only was I a fat gay man, but I was also a Columbian mom and housewife as well as a working mother with 3 abstract children.

The show is a great depiction of what the modern family is, a mish mash of lifestyle and culture that seamlessly comes together and manages to function. I have common described my family as so dysfunctional that it’s functional. My family has made it to the TV screen. At least in theory.

I am not a gay fat man, by any means, but I sure can identify with one! Within the gay family, the heftier of the men struggles to help his husband keep his dignity while following him around to clean up his mess (and keep him from hurting himself). How many of us can identify with that? Me, me me! Maybe its because my husband had just managed to smash his hand in the car door and brake his finger for the second time in 6 months (same hand-same finger-same door). Maybe its because my husband tries to conquer the world while breaking his toes and slicing his fingers open. Maybe its because my husband can’t load luggage without getting a concussion from smacking his head on the trunk. Whatever the case is, I love my husband and sometimes feel I am working too hard for him to safely make it through his day. LOL. I am the fat gay man from Modern Family.

I also discovered that I am a Columbian mom with a son. Ok, so I have two of them and she only has one. Moms love their boys and would do anything for them. We want to be there for our sons and show them the world. Boy will the claws come out when need be. I saw myself on the screen as she struggled with the fact that her son liked a little girl. As his opinions adapted to be just like hers the mom’s heart was breaking and she couldn’t help but want to get rid of this little intruder that was coming in between her and her son. Maybe its because my oldest son is too busy texting this new girl from school to do anything else. Maybe its because she made the same pouty face in the kitchen as I did many of times when a “girl” came up in conversation. Maybe because I have made the same comments about evil little girls to my sons and she had to hers. In any case, I am the Columbian mom from Modern Family.

Lastly I am also the crazy busy mom of three children who are so completely different from one another I feel like a referee. My husband, whom I love dearly, is extremely ambitious and a hard worker but accident prone and it sometimes feels as if I have four children to look after. I feel the need to keep the peace in the family but always end up creating my own insanity in the process.

I remember when I was little watching TV with my parents and never quite understood what they thought was so damn funny. Its all clear to me now. I guess we can all find something, some family situation, that we can relate to right?

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