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"Being a mother is a gift."Where's my receipt?Welcome to essayist Kimberly Harrington's poetic, hysterically funny (and occasionally just hysterical) world of motherhood, womanhood, and humanhood, not necessarily in that order. It's a place of loud parenting, fierce loving, too much ice cream, too much social media, and occasional inner monologues in which light is shed on topics such as pro/con: caving to PTO bake sale pressure ("Pro: skim the crappiest brownies for myself. Con: they're really crappy."). With accessibility and wit, she captures the emotions around parenthood in artful and earnest ways, highlighting this time in the middle-midlife, the middle years of childhood, how women are stuck in the middle of so much. It's a place of elation, exhaustion, and time whipping past at warp speed. Finally, it's a quiet space to consider the girl you were, the mother you are, and the older woman you will one day be.