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The Unmumsy Mum by Sarah Turner

Another quick #inbetweeny for you before I review the book of the month for March. It’s The Buried Giant by the way and if you haven’t already started to read it yet there is still time. I’m only on page 5!

The Unmumsy Mum is my first experience of following a blogger right through to their first book being published and I was really excited to read it. Although maybe slightly worried that I would have read most of it before via the blog. This wasn’t the case - Ruth and fake tanned breast fed babies were nowhere in sight.

The book was really easy to read – nice short chapters (you can tell it’s been written by a mum right there) and made me laugh out loud on several occasions. I totally resonated with Turners true to life account of being a mum and recognised myself in so many pages. My only criticism would be that’s its very much a ‘you need to be experiencing it right now kind of book’. I’m not sure my mum would relate to references of baby sensory, Bubble Guppies and social media mumsy mum envy. I’m not sure whether even I would love the book as much as I do if I read it again in 10 years time when nappies, teething and weaning are all a rose tinted memory. I am however very much in the thick of toilet training, plank-esque tantrums and stopping the baby from choking on sylvanian family accessories and so give the book an 8 out of 10. That’s what blogging is all about after all ‘in the moment’

Yes it’s staying on the bookshelf (#shelfer). Whether it’s still there in 10 years time remains to be seen. It may be replaced with ‘How to be a brain surgeon’ and ‘A guide to the best Oxford colleges’ #SocialMediaMumCompetition

   

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