I was prompted to buy this book after a dear friend received a PPD diagnosis, and I am so glad I did.
Having PPD doesn't make you a bad mother, and Bridget shouts this from the rooftops with her verse, which is at times exacting and pointed, and at other times witty and wry, but always honest and tender. I am so fascinated by the complicated motherhood experience, because, growing up, motherhood was painted as easy, effortless, the most natural female ability, and the only way to be truly happy as a woman.
In reality, pregnancy, birth, and motherhood are rarely the breezy experience women are sold. Books like Bridget's are a step in the right direction: a step toward honesty about the difficulties of motherhood, sympathy and love for mothers who struggle, and a dignifying look at all facets of the female experience.
This slim volume can be read in one sitting but packs in so many searing truths about motherhood that I have never seen captured anywhere else. Bell puts into words the tedium and fear of being responsible for a new life. She also deftly draws attention to the shameful lack of care for the mental and physical health of postpartum mothers. I wish I had had Bell’s words to lean on when I was newly postpartum. Buy this book for every new parent you know!