I LOST EVERYTHING IN THE POST-NATAL DEPRESSION by Erma Bombeck

I LOST EVERYTHING IN THE POST-NATAL DEPRESSION

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KIRKUS REVIEW

Twenty-two years as a mother and housewife (and how many as a columnist?) who can't find a pencil in a six room house and sits around ""admiring weak kings"" -- that's Erma Bombeck and she can be very funny if you remember her At Wit's End. She raps casually on subjects you know (only too) well -- commercials or the cookout, toilet training or the dishes, Christmas or camping (""My idea of 'roughing it' is when you have to have an extension for your electric blanket""), weight-watching (""we get together every Monday for coffee and doughnuts and sit around and watch each other grow"") and all aspects of maternity. It adds up to bright, light housekeeping -- something you pick up in between the rinse cycle and the Avon lady's chime.

Pub Date: Aug. 3rd, 1973
ISBN: 0345467590
Publisher: Doubleday