If there is a mother on the planet who has not stared at herself in the mirror, examining a muffin top, a gray hair (or 100), and dark circles under her eyes, all while the children sit nearby opening every tampon in the box, and found herself wondering, When did I get like this?, I don’t want to know her.
If there is a mother on the planet who has not yelled at her children, fed them kid food instead of organic, whole grain goodness, or stayed up all night researching education options only to sit the kids in front of the television while she mainlines coffee, and found herself wondering, When did I get like this?, I don’t want to know her.
I don’t want to know her, because she’s A) a robot; B) a liar; or C) a lying robot.
The truth is, we have our days. Those days, they’re thrown in between the highlights, from first steps to graduation. Tossed in between cuddly moments spent nursing a newborn, and proud moments watching academic or athletic achievement. Scattered throughout days filled with laughter and happy tears.
In with all the good, is a cargo ship full of crazy.
The mom who can admit to the crazy? She’s the mom I want to spend time with. The mom who writes an honest, funny book about the realities of motherhood? Send her my way. She’s my kind of woman.
A copy of When Did I Get Like This? landed in my hands this past January. I laughed my way through, nodding my head, often shouting, Amen! Amy may be raising her kids in Manhattan, far removed from my suburban Texas life, but details aside, much of motherhood is universal. She writes,
Before I became a mother, failing at something did not shake my fundamental belief in my capabilities as a human being. But now that I am the mother of three children under the age of seven, I have one overriding daily thought: I suck at this.
Who hasn’t thought that? Again, if you haven’t, then we probably shouldn’t be friends.
But if you have… agonized over breast feeding, preschool admissions, tantrums, less-than-truthful children, or the fact that no matter how fantastic and involved your husband is, you are still The Mom and in charge of all minute, child-rearing-related details, you’ll find yourself in the pages of When Did I Get Like This?
I’m honored to call Amy my friend. After reading When Did I Get Like This?, I tracked her down on Twitter and started reading her blog. It’s a true testament to her character that, rather than chalk me up to crazy stalker, Amy actually engaged. We got to spend time together at Blissdom, and it turns out that Amy is every bit as warm and hilarious in real life as she is in her book, on the stage in Mother Load (The Show), and on her blog.
I can’t recommend highly enough that you get to know Amy, and I think you should start by getting yourself a copy of When Did I Get Like This?, which, it just so happens, is out in paperback today. Convenient, right?
I can do you one better, though. One lucky reader is going to win a copy. I know, how great is that? Just leave a comment below and you’ll be entered to win.
:: At what point in your mothering career did reality set in? Was it during pregnancy, when you shunned organic veggies to fulfill your craving for greasy cheeseburgers? Or was it later, after the baby arrived? (I ate at least one cheeseburger a week when pregnant with P…)
:: Do you talk to your friends about your less-than-perfect mothering moments?
:: Have you found yourself wanting to throw up a little while listening to a perfect mom prattle about her children? I may have…
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