Just before I gave birth, a friend sent me a copy of “Operating Instructions” (1993), the writer Anne Lamott’s diary of her first year as a mother.
A week or so later I began to read it very slowly, so that my son would be around the same age as Lamott’s was when she wrote each entry (also, I didn’t have a lot of free time).
A handful of newish books each address the conflicts between motherhood and creative work in different ways.
The realities of motherhood often feel impossible to articulate; other people’s attempts to do so are among the best gifts I could imagine.
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