This months book for @bookscap book club was mums the word and I’m gonna be honest when writing this review as Rebecca definitely was whilst writing the book. When I received it at first I said this isn’t for me, I’m not a mum and I have fear and anxiety that I won’t get to be (due to PCOS and Endometriosis). I also thought that the book may put me off wanting a child with the horror stories 😂 Then I read the dedication and laughed out loud literally and I actually couldn’t wait to read it. This is my first non fiction book that I have read and after finishing a horror I thought I could do with something lighthearted. What I didn’t expect was to be having huge laughing fits at a book, and relating with it in unexpected ways.
There’s parts in this book where I’ve thought yes I’ve been the friend to moan to the mum of our group about how tired I was. Which I know everyone does but you actually don’t think about it until now. This book has made me think so differently, I will be going round my friends for a brew now however I will be making it.
Also don’t get me started on the questions section of when are you having another. I’m at the stage in life now where people are asking me when are Lewis and I going to have a baby, or saying I’m next to have one. No one should ask these kind of questions. No one knows peoples struggles when trying to have a baby, or even if someone doesn’t want a child. We as women should never have to explain ourselves. We can do what we want with our own bodies.
Whilst reading this book I’ve also spoke to my mum about it and she’s been like yep that happened with your brother, or she’s been crying laughing telling me tales of our childhood.
This book definitely deserves five beautiful, heartfelt, and well deserved ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️/5 stars. And this book has made me even more broody than I was before I started it