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#WhyMummyDoesntGiveA by @whymummydrinks

By Pamelascott
#WhyMummyDoesntGiveA by @whymummydrinks I'm wondering how many more f*cking 'phases' I have to endure before my children become civilised and functioning members of society? It seems like people have been telling me 'it's just a phase!' for the last fifteen bloody years. Not sleeping through the night is 'just a phase.' Potty training and the associated accidents 'is just a phase'. The tantrums of the terrible twos are 'just a phase'. The picky eating, the back chat, the obsessions. The toddler refusals to nap, the teenage inability to leave their beds before 1pm without a rocket being put up their arse. The endless singing of Frozen songs, the dabbing, the weeks where apparently making them wear pants was akin to child torture. All 'just phases!' When do the 'phases' end though? WHEN?

Mummy dreams of a quirky rural cottage with roses around the door and chatty chickens in the garden. Life, as ever, is not going quite as she planned. Paxo, Oxo and Bisto turn out to be highly rambunctious, rather than merely chatty, and the roses have jaggy thorns. Her precious moppets are now giant teenagers, and instead of wittering at her about who would win in a fight - a dragon badger or a ninja horse - they are Snapchatting the night away, stropping around the tiny cottage and communicating mainly in grunts - except when they are demanding Ellen provides taxi services in the small hours. And there is never, but never, any milk in the house. At least the one thing they can all agree on is that rescued Barry the Wolfdog may indeed be The Ugliest Dog in the World, but he is also the loveliest.


[The first day back at work after Christmas and New Year is always a bit of a slog]


(@HarperCollinsUK, 14 April 2019, 352 pages, ebook, copy from @HarperCollinsUK via # NetGalley and voluntarily reviewed)



Like the other two books by the author, this was absolutely hilarious. I'm sure I am awful person for laughing so much at a mother who drinks, swears profusely and proclaims to not give a toss but never mind, laughing is good for the soul or something like that. I don't have kids and never will but I still felt I could relate to what happens in the book. I'd be the kind of mother who drinks, swears and gets so stressed I'd want to tear someone's hair out. This is light-hearted and struck me as completely believable. What I like is the way the kids, Jane and Peter, now teenagers have developed from the last two books into teenage horrors. This is a quick, fun, easy read.

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