If you haven't yet heard of Snarky Mommy, you've been seriously missing out. Your first order of business? Check out her blog. The second thing you need to do? Buy a copy of her self described memoir-ish memoir, Baby Bumps: The Almost, Barely, Not-Quite-True Story of Pregnancy, Bed Rest and One Batsh*t Crazy Family — immediately if not sooner. Let's just say they call her snarky for a (good) reason.
And her book, just like her blog, is refreshingly honest. As a mom, I get a certain amount of satisfaction from other moms willing to admit they're not perfect, to cop to their epic mom fails. Admittedly, it makes me feel better about myself as a mother because I'm reminded that there are others out there who some days can barely put one slipper in front of the other and other days, they think they can fly through the air in their Louboutins. Ain't Motherhood grand? But I digress, sort of.
About Baby Bumps
Let's start with the title of Amy Sprenger's book Baby Bumps: The Almost, Barely, Not-Quite-True Story of Pregnancy, Bed Rest and One Batsh*t Crazy Family. If that doesn't give you an indication of how entertaining the book you're about to dive into is, I don't know what does.
It all begins when Amy's doctor tells her she has an incompetent cervix and Amy's response is to be offended. And the doctor's response is to drop the bomb that if Amy wants to stay pregnant, she also needs to stay in bed for four months. Four months! Can you imagine? And so this is the story of those four months. A story that Amy says is basically true but embellished with her brand of humor and hilarity.
And as if being on bed rest isn't bad enough, to add insult to injury, Amy's mother moves in and she's rehabbing her house. And let's just say a lot of bedpans are involved.
You'll love Baby Bumps and will be laughing until you're crying as you read about the comic ups and downs of Amy's high risk pregnancy. Plus anyone who can make a high risk pregnancy funny has my vote.