I cant think of anyone better suited to write about new motherhood than Leslie Bruce. Shes refreshingly honest, ridiculously well researched, nonjudgmental, and always hilarious. And as a parent, I can tell you that sometimes you really need to laugh so that you dont cry.
For those of us who were shocked to discover that modern motherhood is a den of insanity, Leslie Bruce is a lifeline.
Finally, a mom who doesnt claim motherhood is all unicorns pooping glittery rainbows. Moms need this book.
Leslie Anne Bruce is the mom friend I never knew I needed. With a rare combination of generous spirit and cutting humor, she strips away the clichs of motherhood and teaches us how to survive the raw, real thing.
Leslie Bruces central thesis is one that many women in todays have it all world will feel like a punch to the gut. Fortunately, Bruce also happens to be f*cking hilarious, which makes her book not only an important read, but also a phenomenally fun one.
Honestywhat a fabulous and rare thing that is today. Youll find it in abundance in Leslie Bruces raw, real, laugh-out-loud account of what becoming a mother is really all about. This book is the stuff you dont see on Instagram. This is a must-read for any new mother.
Both laugh-out-loud hilarious and surprisingly heartfelt, Leslie Bruce is the no-BS, tell-it-like-it-is online BFF every mom needs while navigating those treacherous early parenting years. Whether its chronicling what mothers think (but dare not say) or sharing warts-and-all #momfail peeks at the reality of life with a toddler on her addictive Instagram feed, Leslie Bruces razor-sharp wit and sorely needed honesty are always bright spots in my day.
Leslie is truthful, funny, and transparent without being over the top. Her stories are raw without being negative. We can adore our babies and motherhood, and still have bad days. Leslie encourages women to be open and I find it very empowering!
Copyright 2019 by Leslie Anne Bruce
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Names: Bruce, Leslie, author.
Title: You are a f*cking awesome mom: so embrace the chaos, lose the guilt, and stay true to you / Leslie Bruce.
Other titles: You are a fucking awesome mom
Description: Berkeley, California: Seal Press, [2019]
Identifiers: LCCN 2018060881| ISBN 9781580058902 (pbk.) | ISBN 9781580058919 (ebook)
Subjects: LCSH: Motherhood. | MotherhoodHumor.
Classification: LCC HQ759 .B75949 2019 | DDC 306.874/3dc23
LC record available at https://lccn.loc.gov/2018060881
ISBNs: 978-1-58005-890-2 (paperback), 978-1-58005-891-9 (ebook)
E3-20190802-JV-NF-ORI
For my mom,
You are so fucking awesome.
I love you fiercely and I dedicate this book to you.
Now, can you please stop telling people,
Having one kid is great; having two is horrible.
Everyone knows I was number two, Sandra.
Dear Mama,
I want to tell you something you need to know right now: Youre a rock star.
Sure, that sounds like a lame saying youd see on a coffee mug in the girl boss aisle at Target, but I mean it youre a badass mama. Youre responsible for creating human life. Think about that! Thats some superhuman stuff right there. You grew a baby and, most likely, that baby has ears. And who made those ears? You did inside your body! Your baby has ears because of you. Know that, girl.
As mamas, we all have a tendency to get down on ourselves when we have bad days, and, chances are, youve had plenty of them. We beat ourselves up when we dont feel like were crushing motherhood. So, whatever feelings of guilt or shame you havewhether its because you chose not to breastfeed or because you had to go back to work or simply because youre not loving every second of mom lifeLET IT GO!
Youre using whatever free time you have to read a book on motherhood to be the best mama you can be, so youre already doing an incredible job. If youre like me, then you ventured into motherhood with beautiful ideas of what it would look like, but soon after the newborn glow began to wear off, your daunting new reality started to sink in.
Things arent always going to go according to plan. There will be days when you feel like you just cant handle it all, and maybe you cant, but that doesnt make you a bad mom it makes you normal. Remind yourself that every day you wake up with the goal of doing your very best for your baby, your family, and yourself, and that is good enough! I spoke to an early childcare therapist about the idea of good enough parenting; she said that the goal isnt to be the perfect parent but to be a good enough parent, which requires us to do our best at least 50 percent of the time. Anything beyond that is just icing on the cake. I, for one, really like those odds, and I sure wish someone had shared them with me before I became a mom. But what is our responsibility to other women as they become mothers?
A few months after Tallulah was born, my good friend Julie came to visit us. I had just emerged from the haze of the fourth trimester and was finally fit for company (both mentally and physically). We sat around the kitchen table while Tallulah napped, and Julie confided in me that she and her husband were planning to start their own family.
I know you wont sugarcoat it, Leslie, she started, wide-eyed with excitement, but almost bracing herself. Just tell me how hard is it?
I laughed. Which part?
All of it she said, twirling her hand casually in the air. How hard is it being a mom?
If poor Julie would have visited just a few weeks earlier, I would have excused myself to the bathroom to begin frantically searching for leftover birth control pills to crush and sprinkle in her coffee.
Fortunately for her, I was currently of more sound mind.
I thought for a minute about how to answer her seemingly innocent question. How could I be honest with my friend without terrifying her? I knew I had the very undeserved power to shape her perspective on a monumental life event, and I wanted to proceed with caution.