Stand up comedian, Chelsea Lately contributor, and child-free-by-choice Jen Kirkman adds author to her resume by penning her first book: I Can Barely Take Care of Myself: Tales From A Happy Life Without Kids.
From one childfree woman to another, I can totally understand Kirkman’s reasons for choosing not to breed. I mean, the only reason my husband is still alive is because he’s tall enough to reach the kitchen counter and can order take-out like a pro.
However, as is the plight of many women who choose to avoid the path to motherhood, Ms. Kirkman often finds herself faced with many a mom who just can’t or won’t accept her decision to not have kids.
But, as they say, misery loves company, and nobody is more relentless than a lactating mom in her efforts to goad, guilt and lie like a rug trying to get you to procreate. It’s as if forcing you to produce a child will somehow make their lives better for causing you to lose any chance for spontaneity, all hope of sleep, and the few precious ounces of sanity you’ve managed to hang on to.
Throughout the book Ms. Kirkman regales the reader with hilarious stories of her family, babysitting debacles, failed relationships, and the uncomfortable discussions, instigated by strangers, regarding her permanently vacant womb that always seem to take place at the most inappropriate venues.
Part memoir and part manifesto, Jen Kirkman does a good job of keeping it real and above all keeping it funny.
Hardcover: 224 pages
Publisher: Simon & Schuster; Original edition (April 16, 2013)