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As all mothers know, parenting is the very most wonderful gift on the entire planet…much of the time…sometimes…more often than not.
Then there are days that parenting is a lot like being trapped in a parenthood prison cell. All you have to survive is maternal love and hopefully, a good sense of humor.
Forget about privacy. OUT. THE. WINDOW. Do you like to bathe and use the restroom by yourself? Get a puppy because someone will be staring at you 24/7.
Forget about sleep. At least, forget about sleeping through the night. Inevitably, someone will require a 2 am feeding, a pep talk, a new pair of sleep socks, or will simply feel the need to tell you all the pressing details of their reoccurring bumblebee dream.
Forget about boundaries. People might shoot toy darts at your head, sit inches from your face while you are feigning sleep, or eat food right off your plate only to spit it back out again. Nothing is off limits in this ballgame. Not your work computer, not your toothbrush, and most certainly not your new tube of red lipstick that doubles as a wall crayon for two year olds.
So, if you are going to survive, it best be with a sense of humor…which is why I am endorsing this hysterical parenting book by Adam Mansbach. I discovered this book about 18 months ago when my daughter was 6 months old. We were family “vacationing” at an Embassy Suites in Napa Valley, CA. No one was getting any sleep due to dear Scarlett’s desire to babble in her crib all night long.
Sleep deprived and cranky, my husband and I were wandering around the city market searching for alcohol while the kid’s ate their ice cream when we stumbled upon this genius little book smack, dab in the middle of the wine selection at Oxbow Public Market. Immediately intrigued by the title, Go the F**k to Sleep, I picked up the book and started reading. Within minutes I was loudly, hysterically, inappropriately, laughing.
“The cubs and the lions are snoring, wrapped in a big snuggly heap. How is it you can do all this other great bleep but you can’t lie the bleep down and sleep?’
YES!!! Someone who understood what I was going through!!! Someone who told it how it really was. Forget Mother Goose. This guy was the real deal!
Another snippet for your reading pleasure?
You can order your copy HERE off amazon.com today!
If you appreciate Mansbach’s humor as well as I be sure to check out his other book, You Have to F**cking Eat, also available on amazon.com by clicking HERE.
Both have become my signature baby gift. After all, what does every new mom need (in addition to a night nurse and/or an endless milk supply)? Laughter.