Someone I used to work for during my temping day’s say my bookstagram photo of this thanked me for posting. She didn’t know books like this existed.
Millennials are coming to typical adult milestones later in life. The world has changed so that financial and career stability are harder to come by. Some women aren’t ready to sacrifice so much of themselves. Some have kids while still trying to figure out what it means to be an adult. This is a book for those women.
O’Connell is engaged when she becomes pregnant. She wanted kids with her partner but she hadn’t planned on starting just yet. She talks about what keeping and not keeping the baby would mean. She shares her difficult birth story and the unfair expectations thrust on mothers. The intense love and suffocating need of creating a tiny person when you’re still figuring out being a person.
This book is unfailingly honest and I love it for that. Women need more hard truths about breastfeeding and childbirth and what this does to your identity.
My rating for this book is 4/5 stars. There are two things that caused me to deduct a star. Pregnancy is the start of your shift in identity and 9 months long. I was surprised how little O’Connell had to say about that time in her life.
The other complaint I have is a bit bigger. Meaghan O’Connell lives in NYC and has enough money to write for a living. At one point she describes her baby’s funny crawl with a yoga position. While O’Connell wasn’t emotionally ready to be a mom, she had an invested partner, a flexible career, and financial security. Motherhood happens in a lot of places and a lot of situations worse than hers and I disliked her failure to acknowledge that.
I think this is a book that will resonate deeply with a lot of young women. It has a message so many future moms need to hear. It helped give me a more realistic picture of what I’ll be signing up for but I’m still ready to do it. If you’re curious, read it.