I cannot really put my finger on the reasoning behind my choosing the book Momaholic. I have nothing in common with the author, Dena Higley. She has teen and adult children all of whom have suffered and triumphed in their own ways. My oldest is five and his biggest tragedy to date was the dog chewing up a favorite toy. Dena is the head writer for Days of Our Lives. I am no longer a "working" mother, and I certainly don't watch soap operas.
However, something in the description drew me to this book. Instead of a how-to/self-help type book, which I typically avoid like the plague, I liked the idea of a candid look at what happened inside of one unique family. No directions on how to change your life. No magic equations. Just a mom who shares her heart.
Dena writes openly, honestly, and casually as if you are sitting at her kitchen table having a conversation. That's not to say that she doesn't discuss serious topics such as autism, adoption, and parenting choices that could have been made differently. But she does it with love and humor. In the book, Dena tells you how she discovered she was a hovering helicopter mother who spiraled out of control and the road she took to recovering and discovering herself. She talks to the mother, the wife and the woman in her readers, as if they are her dear friends. No condescending, narcissistic this is the only way to change attitudes in her book. She just wants to reach out to others who may have or be going through similar trials in there life to say "Yup, been there, done that."
The only thing about this book that I didn't like...well, not so much didn't like, but that struck me as odd, was a chapter near the end, that just didn't fit. The chapter was a touching and heart-wrenching letter to a young man that has impacted her life, but it was so out of sync with the rest of the story. It felt like I was reading a different book written at a different audience altogether.
However, I enjoyed the book. My husband and I have discussed this before. I don't want to be one of those moms, that seeps into every part of my children's lives by over-scheduling extracurricular activities, teaching every class, coaching every sport, and standing over their shoulder as they try to spread their wings. This book is a gentle, and humorous reminder to slow down and enjoy life, enjoy my children and let them develop their individuality with my love and support. Or in other words, don't to hover.
**I received a complimentary copy of this book through the BookSneeze program in exchange for my honest review.