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Anyway. What a gesture, amirite? So, I of course read the book and I gotta tell you...it's good stuff. Like real good. Like actual LOL good. And I have a strict policy against using that acronym. Because most of the time it's a big fat lie. I hardly ever really LOL. A more accurate acronym would be SRBSMTS. Smiled Real Big So My Teeth Showed. But that's just stupid. However, this time I did LOL. More than once. It's gotta tell you something that I've used that acronym three times in one single paragraph. Shit.
Wanna know what it's called? Wait. I'll be right back. I Just Want to Pee Alone.
Juuuuust kidding. That's the name of the book - "I Just Want to Pee Alone". Genius right? If you're a mother you can already relate.
|This cover. Is awesome.|
I think women who think they might be mothers one day should read it so they know what's coming. I think men married to mothers should read it so you can learn that your wife isn't the only one who left behind a little of her sanity (and grooming habits) after becoming the mother of your children. And I, of course, think mothers should read it so they know they are not alone on this crazy ride. And that you aren't the only person in the world who has accidentally eaten baby poop.
Oh, and mothers of teenagers? Buy this book right now and lock your daughter up in her room 'til she's read it cover to cover. Cuz this shit is better birth control than a chastity belt. I ain't lyin'.
I loved this book because it tells the real side of motherhood. They tell it like it is and they laugh while doing it. Which is awesome. Because, really, if you can't laugh at the ridiculousness that this job presents every. single. day, you've got a loooooong road ahead of you.
These ladies can paint a picture I tell ya'. Remember your first (surprisingly intrusive) ultrasound when your baby was no bigger than a pea? That. The first peek at your post-baby body and all of its parts? That. Reintroducing sex into your marriage after baby? That. Conception, pregnancy, delivery, toddlerhood, teenage years, and then some. I'm telling you. It's all there.