As someone who has been a nanny nanny myself, as someone who has made a career in childcare even outside of nannying, K. Chiucarello spoke profoundly to my very soul through Nanny Nanny. There's an acute understanding of what it feels to care for someone else's child so intimately, what it feels to be called Mama by a child not your own, the complexities of loving the act of caring for others' children while simultaneously being aware that doing so fits right in with societal standards of womanhood. Nanny Nanny stands as a richly complex testament to what it means to be someone socialized as a woman, the expectations we're raised into, and the consequently mixed emotions and logic associated with desiring (or not desiring) a child of our own.
The prose itself captivated me. K. Chiucarello writes without apology, sensitive topics addressed boldly, both profound and precisely captured. Their writing rings of therapeautic work through the main character in their understanding of why things happened, in their empathy towards others who often are not afforded such analysis of how systems inform and encourage violence. At times, the prose becomes academic. And yet, it never feels unnatural, not when college and therapy and writing classes come into play in the narrative in direct correlation with the main character. We as readers can see why the main character speaks as they do, why this information is presented in such a literary fashion. This book toes the line of telling more than showing, but, to be honest, the precise candid way of writing spoke to the point at which the main character was in their own journey of understanding their past, present, and future. It's schematic analysis, but done in a way that feels natural to this character. My own mind works similarly, needing to know the why and how systems create perpetual systems of violence. This straight-forwardness was refreshing to read, and many of the statements when made clear instead of convoluted made me feel seen, heard, understood.
In form, Nanny Nanny spiraled from past to present to future, and that form replicated the way our mind remembers events in present situations and conversations. K. Chiucarello clearly thoroughly organized this book in a thoughtful and precise manner. At times, there was repetition, which could feel frustrating as it slowed the narrative and as it felt like the reader wasn't trusted to remember certain details (which lowered the rating of this book slightly for me down to 4.5 stars in actuality), but I can also see how this is meant to replicate natural flow in thought processes. Overall, I loved the form, the non-linear timeline, slowly discovering and trusted with bits and pieces of this character's life story.
I loved how richly complex this story stood. K. Chiucarello understands the duality of being human, how two things can be true at once, how nothing is ever truly black and white but an ever-shifting shade of grey. This book holds so human in its understanding of people, and I have to applaud K. Chiucarello for their understanding and literary exploration of human nature, desire, thought, and action, particularly in relation to caregiving, domestic violence, gender normatives, and systemic and generational harm.
Perhaps most admirable: K. Chiucarello refuses the "should", instead trasparently exploring flaws with compassionate empathy. We're given the ugly truth, and K. Chiucarello isn't afraid to lay out a brutal statement (truth or not), instead fully encapsulating the main character's truth no matter how messy or painful. We as readers, to a degree, stand as jury as we're given the full ugly story, and in the end (to complete this metaphor) we're meant to make our own judement on whether we believe the main character, if this one side of the story rings full truth. And, honestly, in the end, truth didn't seem to matter so much as how we as readers reach an understanding of the main character -- we relate, we understand, we empathize, and we love through it all. We will never know the other sides of the story, but we can relate to this character who was unafraid to lay out their truth even while knowing judgement would be occuring as the narrative unfolded, as story structures of this nature intend. Judgement is inevitable, but this story urges the reader to step back from judgement into an empathetic role, emblematic of a caregiver's necessity to be gentle and loving, to meet where someone is in the present now instead of judging for the choices they made in grey areas because learning is a neverending and human process. We as human are messy, we make mistakes, but we learn and grow and, ultimately, just do our very best with what we got, with what we feel is right at the moment, just as this main character did.
Nanny Nanny is real, raw, vulnerable, painful, and yet, ultimately healing in the compassionate caretaking K. Chiucarello applies through the medium of this book.
Thank you to NetGalley for the ARC of this book!