Disclaimer: Heather Davis is a personal friend and fellow co-writer for the pop culture blog, Chick Wit. Some might say that me writing a book review for her is too easy, it’s a slam-dunk, a home run, other sports-related metaphors, but NO, I say.
Yes, writing this review is easy, but not because she’s a friend, it’s because she tells stories I can relate to. If you’re a busy, tired, overworked mother with children who test your patience and a husband who tests your sanity on a daily basis, I’m betting you will too.
TMI MOM: OVERSHARING MY LIFE is a collection of essays based on Heather’s real life as a wife, mother of two young daughters, and middle school English teacher. The book was just released this week but it’s quickly gaining popularity for its refreshing and honest look at life in the trenches – of suburbia. Realllly honest.
Unabashed – Definition – “Not embarrassed, disconcerted or ashamed.”
If you follow Heather’s blog, Minivan Momma, you know she is unabashed when it comes to sharing about life with her husband and the Daughters. Capitalized because that’s how she refers to them in her stories, Daughter 1 and Daughter 2. In the Introduction Heather writes, “Names have been changed to lessen the time they spend in therapy.”
This is a Momma who adores her children, loves her husband and just likes to share. ‘Cause she knows if it’s happening to her, chances are it’s happening to someone else.
Like the time her daughter got upset because she wore her Momma’s crappy hair tie to school and it came out halfway through the day only to discover she’d accidentally grabbed Heather’s leopard thong instead.
Or the time she was chopping fresh jalapenos and inadvertently got the juice not only in her eyes but also up her nose, AND on her delicate lady business. “. . . all of a sudden I’m the new spice girl, I’m in the hot seat. I’m a hunka, hunka, burnin love. My loins belong in a Harlequin novel. . . ”
Or the time her daughter joined a soccer team and Heather realized not only was soccer a loathed sport to watch, but the overachieving moms gave new meaning to the phrase, organized sports, particularly on the day they played against the Bright Yellow Team. “The Bright Yellow Team came out of their Bright Yellow smoke-filled tunnel and assembled on their Bright Yellow bench. The half-time water bottles had little yellow label wraps, personalized with a message for each kid, by name. I wasn’t even sure a couple of our boys had names.”
A few of my favorite pages were those where she shares Actual* conversations and of course the asterisk means the conversations took place mostly in her mind. Oh my goodness, the conversations that happen in my mind are the BEST!
TMI MOM: OVERSHARING MY LIFE is heartfelt, raw, and ultimately shows, (I’m stealing lyrics from country crooner, Gary Allen now) life aint always beautiful, but it’s a beautiful ride. It’s funny too. Just ask Heather.
Also available by Heather Davis, TMI MOM BITES THE BIG APPLE: ESSAYS