It Sucked and Then I Cried by Heather B. Armstrong
The
first thing I liked about this author is the fact that she published under her
husband’s name. Many women authors will publish under their maiden name, saying
that their husband’s name takes away from their individuality. As if by taking
their husband’s name meant that they were giving away their entire personality
and becoming someone different. Taking your husband’s name is not something
dirty. Taking your husband’s name merely means that you have accepted this new
part of your life AS A NEW PART OF YOUR LIFE. You tied yourself to him for an
eternity, that’s what you said in your vows.
I will
not be published until well after I am married. WELL AFTER. For that reason, my
author page says “Erin Gardner” because that is who I will be. Erin Gardner,
Drew’s wife, Mrs. Gardner, why on earth would I publish under any name other
than my own?
I
picked this up at the book store; I decided I needed a break from romance and
comedy was what I needed.
I could
not put it down, the author reminds me so much of myself in her sarcastic
tones. The book itself is an autobiography of sorts; Heather recounts what it
was like for her first pregnancy as she falls into a deep postpartum depression
and then checks herself into a mental institution for a brief stay when all
else fails. This book made me laugh, it made me cry, and it made me think about
myself. I suggest this book to absolutely everyone, man or woman. I loved this
book.
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