I'll Show Myself Out

This is a very funny book about motherhood, but it's not like a lot of other books on motherhood. It's not all, “my baby is amazing and my life changed 1000% for the better and it's hard but so rewarding!!!” Klein's essays show a picture of motherhood that is more conflicted. Actually, it's mostly negative. While I thought the essays themselves we're honest and hilarious, I did feel a bit disheartened about my own future foray into motherhood (which is admittedly still very conceptual).

I'm sure it was a cathartic writing experience, and I could absolutely feel & understand her frustrations and all of the identity-grappling and physical-grappling and emotional-grappling that one must deal with when entering motherhood. But it kind of felt like talking to a friend who only calls you to complain - they will assure you that everything is fine with their [relationship, job, child], but for your part, you only hear the bad stuff. So it's hard to believe that their [relationship, job, child] really is fine. That's how I feel about this book. There are some lovely moments where I do feel her intense love for her son, but those are overpowered by exhaustion and what feels like regret. I just wish she left me a little more positivity... something to look forward to in becoming a mother. But I guess that's not what this is about.

Aside: I can totally see how Jessi Klein would get a ton of shit for some of the stuff she says in this book, and I'll say that's likely undeserved. People can be truly intense about their ideas of parenting. Can't we just accept that other people have different feelings, experiences, and expectations than we do, and that there is no perfect way to do anything? Cool.