When I see that a book on Goodreads has a 4.59 star average, I immediately think the book has 2 reviews (one of which being the author or the author's mom) or it is very, very niche. I think this one sits in the middle of those two. This book's reviews consist of mostly Taylor Wolfe's fans.
For context:
I didn't know WHO the author was before I picked this up.
I didn't know WHO Birdie and Harlow were. Based on the cover pic, I thought the dog was Birdie and the woman was Harlow.
And, based on the title of the book and the cover, I thought the dog would take precedence in the story.
Harlow is the dog. Birdie is the kid. Taylor is a blogger/influencer/comedienne who I have never heard of before this book.
Taylor's fertility, pregnancy, and postpartum journey is most of the book. I suppose that's fine and all, but I thought the dog would be first. There is a cute first chapter on how Taylor impetuously bought Harlow as an anniversary gift for her boyfriend and didn't know what she was getting into, but then we quickly go into fertility. (But, hey, I thought you said you didn't want kids??)
The timeline is not linear. I suppose I don't mind that, per se, but there are times it gets confusing, and - based on the title, again - I thought we would have a cohesive timeline. (I don't know the author unlike most of the other readers, so I can't automatically line up her personal timeline with this book.)
When Harlow the dog is in the book, Taylor narrates his expressions and actions in what Harlow would say if he could talk like a person. And, well, that didn't land for me, and that's a huge chunk when she's not talking obstetrics.
This book isn't bad. I just think you need to know what you're going to get, and neither the title nor the cover accurately portray that, in my opinion.