This is not my usual type of book but I picked it up at a signing after meeting the author.

Have you ever had to repaint an entire room because your daughter likes to draw on walls? Only to have her draw on the new paint within a matter of days?
I have.

Have you ever had to scrub another person’s bathroom because your other daughter didn’t quite make it in time, and thought the best idea was to smear it on the walls and toilet seat?
I have.

All I ever wanted was to be a mum.
Turns out, it’s not quite what I imagined it to be. I’m not that perfectly dressed, refined mother who’s always portrayed on TV.
No. That’s not me.
I make mistakes. My children aren’t perfect. In fact, they can be downright devilish at times.

And I have three of them. Three!

What the hell was I thinking?

This is a crazy story of the desire for child number four, even though hubby is not quite on the same page. I have two kids fifteen years apart so I cannot imagine the craziness three, and that is from someone who is the oldest of five kids, but I think it was easier when there were less demands from social media to be the perfect parent.

The author takes you through a few weeks in her life, the book cover is illustrated by her son so it truly is a family enterprise and is a fun easy read. I think anyone with kids will recognise elements in this book I know a few times I laughed out loud knowing I had been in a similar position.

It is a quick read but I still give it a five out of five stars for making me laugh.

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