Rebecca Woolf is as funny and charming in person as she is in her blog writing. I attended her book reading last night at Elliot Bay Book Co. while Rob and Westley competed with throngs of Mariners fans and Motocross enthusiasts for $20 parking. (Oh, Seattle!)
Rebecca has written the book I wish I'd had a year ago, when I found out I was accidentally-on-purpose pregnant. Instead of focusing on merely surviving motherhood, Rockabye: From Wild to Child concentrates on thriving. This idea seems obvious, but it's hard believe that such a thing is possible when you're faced with the awesome reality of mothering a child while wondering where your "old self" went.
My story differs from Rebecca's in many ways, but the emotional tone of her writing resonates with me. I read Rockabye over two days, and nodded with recognition the entire time. These were my worries, my questions, and in a way, it was strange to hear Rebecca read her writing in her own voice.
What makes Rockabye shine is Rebecca's optimism. "It is possible to do it all well," she writes. And you can tell that she truly believes it. "Masturbate your creativity!" she enthusiastically advised us.
What makes Rockabye shine is Rebecca's optimism. "It is possible to do it all well," she writes. And you can tell that she truly believes it. "Masturbate your creativity!" she enthusiastically advised us.
Westley loves GGC
"Back off, Mom. You're cramping my style."
A Westley Oliver sandwich on color-coordinated mama breadI am very grateful to Rebecca for the joy and full-frontal honesty that are so present in her writing in general, and Rockabye in particular. She makes me want to write more of my own story, hug my baby tight, and dream like crazy.
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