I hated this book. Again, if not a book club pick, I would have never read this. I really did not want to read a book about women and pregnancy. — As a teenager reading romcoms, I remember picking up an “older audience” book once and wondering, with horror, if all that awaited me in the romance genre were books about divorce and kids.
Oh. That’s why it’s called Seed. Despite the title, it really annoyed me that all the women who started the book not wanting kids converted into child enthusiasts. Virginia was particularly annoying. I would have cut friendships with her had she been so insensitive as my friend — but, book magic, everything is all right by the end! Friends for life!
Maggie, sigh, this book is weird as multiple characters have had abortions. So many women in this book casually mention their (sometime multiple) past abortions that I wondered, is this secretly what we’re all doing?? And this is exactly what conservatives fear: abortions by young women out of “inconvenience”. So it’s fucking weird when this book is so casual about abortions but the one character who is so sure she will abort suddenly does a 180.
Hilary. I don’t get it. She has a kid already. I spent part of this book confused as to whether it was George’s kid or hers — nope, it’s hers. So why was she so adamant about another child? Her scenes were hard to read because it (deliberately, I think) showed the worst of her. She was irritable all the time, ungrateful for any kindness or concession shown to her, and ultimately shifted the blame onto George for “forcing” these fertility treatments onto her (when he’s trying to tell her to pause or stop because it’s ruining their relationship). She also could not show generosity to her closest friend. I get it, this was not easy on Hilary. But I really just couldn’t relate to her character so I didn’t find her that pleasant to sympathise with.
And finally, there is, of course, fictional Shelley. The one character who did not want a (further) child and stuck to it. It was very much not okay to see a character who shared my name have her objections to childbirth rejected by both her partner and her closest friend. Halfway through, I remember thinking I would lose it if fictional Shelley is forced to carry a child she does not want. Especially! After the book reveals the reason for this is post-partum depression and suicidal ideation — a reason she never gets to tell her friend, and one she shares in the briefest of words with her partner before he walks out on her. I don’t agree with what she did — and my other massive pet peeve with books is where the conflict stems from characters in long term relationships being unable to talk to each other — but I needed her partner to appreciate the depth of reason why she could not have another kid. And I wanted him to own that delaying getting the snip was his manipulative way to force more kids on her. Argh. This whole situation was frustrating.
I say that I’m ambivalent to kids. But then I have experiences like this, where I do not relate at all to the characters who so desperately want kids — find them annoying in fact, and find myself instead rooting for the characters who choose not to have children. What does that say about me?? And I’m annoyed that this isn’t an issue I want to engage with, but now feel I’ve been forced to confront because of book club.