This review appeared in The Peterborough Examiner on March 24, 2007, reprinted from Today's Parent, Special Edition.
Wiped: Life with a Pint-Size Dictator
by Rebecca Eckler
Paperback: 320 pages
Publisher: Key Porter Books; 1 edition (Mar 28 2007)
ISBN-10: 1552638278
ISBN-13: 978-1552638279
Review by Ursula Pflug
488 words
Rebecca Eckler’s new book. Wiped: Life with a Pint-Sized Dictator, brought back vivid memories of having a newborn, including that of going to the bathroom whilst holding a baby. I still have the picture to prove it. The ignominy of motherhood, reads my caption, intended to be humorous. I was told (probably often) that this was nuts; it wouldn’t hurt the baby at all to briefly cry in his crib or on the carpet while I used the facilities like a normal person. These people might all have been right, but I was the way I was, and Rebecca Eckler is, too.
Eckler is, of course, author of the bestselling Knocked Up: Confessions of a Hip Mother-to-Be, as well as a weekly momoirist at the Globe and Mail.
Her new book recounts she and the fiancé’s first two years with their daughter, and her accompanying transformation from glamour girl to grown-up. Reminiscent of US author’s Marrit Ingman’s 2005 book Inconsolable, it is neither quite so brilliant, quite so funny nor quite so sad. Like Ingman, Eckler goes on post-baby antidepressants, and is completely honest about her reasons for doing so. This level of honesty amongst new mothers is a relatively new phenomenon, at least in public forums. Even recently, new moms could be considered slightly suspect if they occasionally collapsed into the weepies, faced with the mind boggling loss of self that accompanied their new role. Honesty is a healthy antidote to misconception, and full kudos to Eckler on that count.
So what do I have against this book? Post birth, there’s a lot of discussion of the new relationship in her life, except that, oddly, it’s the one with her nanny, and not her newborn. This is not parenting; the relationship with her baby is described, unsurprisingly, in more detail when she goes to Maui on vacation, spending part of the month alone with her new charge.
For me, there are also a tad too many mentions of designer consumer goods, but there are probably many amongst Eckler’s readership who will enjoy such details, alongside her tidbits of celebrity gossip and admissions of addiction to US Weekly and American Idol. It’s also possible her editors encouraged her to push this Material Girl transits to Adoring Responsible Mom angle.
Of greater concern are Eckler’s misgivings about natural birth and breastfeeding. For one thing, nursing instigates the release of vast quantities of prolactin, one of the feel good hormones, thus helping to fend off the dreaded Post Partum Depression.
Undoubtedly Eckler is a fine writer, funny and unabashedly revelatory. Confessional writing is the style of the day and has now infiltrated parenting books. Wiped is a kaffee klatsch kind of read, full of the girl chat women used to have over the back fence, back in the old days when there were fences, and girls one could talk to behind them, nowadays replaced by blogs such as Eckler’s own.