First off, I have a confession to make. I have this mild fear of earthquakes. Okay, major fear. I'm trying to get it under control. But when my sister recommended this book to me, I
almost didn't read it because of the earthquake. Apparently along with my crazy phobias I also have some psycho superstitions that prevent me from doing anything associated with my fears. Ugh!
I finally overcame myself and read Jennifer
Weiner's book. And you know how sometimes you read a book and the characters resonate really strongly with you and it just makes the story that much better? Well, Little Earthquakes was like that.
Until I got about half way through.
The back of the book says, "Jennifer
Weiner's richest, wittiest, most true to life novel yet tells the story of three very different women as they navigate one of life's most wonderful and perilous transitions: the journey of new motherhood."
Is this a sub-genre of chick-lit? Maybe
Momlit? Anyway,
every single character (well, except the gorgeous daughter of a model married to a football pro who cheated on her) resonated with me. The fat foodie who suffered through all sorts of indignities both
pre and post baby because of her weight. Who was diagnosed with
poly cystic fibroids simply because she was chubby (yup, happened to me too). Whose husband just had to look at her and she was pregnant (oh wow. Happened to me too).
And the other one. Kelly. I won't go into her story but let's just say that when you've had non-stop house guests all spring and your kids are waking up regularly in the night and you're barely able to drag your tired butt around AND it's mother's day and you're not getting spoiled, you do
not want to be reading about someone like this!
I spiraled into a pity party of epic proportions. Luckily, everyone in the book had a happy ending and the sun was shining so the day was salvageable!
Next up is a nice, juicy murder mystery. Shouldn't be anything depressing in there. And meanwhile, I'm gonna order another book or two from Ms.
Weiner's collection...