Imagine Emily being so excited to have a baby. She’s going to be a mother. They’ve decorated a nursery, light pinks and pretty floral designs, something elegant and beautiful. Richard sits with her at night, hand over her stomach as the baby kicks, and everything seems perfect.
Imagine Emily biting her tongue when Richard suggests naming the baby “Lorelai.” He wants to name their baby after his mother, the same woman who has openly ridiculed Emily since they first met. Her mother-in-law HATES her, but she still agrees because she knows it will make Richard happy. They’ll name the baby “Lorelai.”
Imagine Emily in tears late at night because her daughter hates her. They fight at every interaction, and she can’t help but blame herself. She must have done something wrong to merit this level of hatred. And she has to ask herself why every “Lorelai” she knows seems to hate her.
Imagine Emily absolutely horrified when she learns that her granddaughter is named Lorelai. Imagine her doing everything she can to make sure that at least ONE Lorelai doesn’t despise her. Imagine her decorating a bedroom in their house so that her granddaughter will feel at home. Imagine her serving pudding for dessert because she thinks it’ll make her happy. Imagine Emily, who has spent entire decades of her life being hated, trying so hard to make sure that at least one person likes her.
Then ask yourself if she’s still overbearing and manipulative, or if she’s just desperate for one person in her family to like her.