Because Mummy said so! by Shari Low

 

"If reincarnation does infact exist, can I please make a special request to come back as Julia Roberts?" 

Then I chanced upon the Whatsapp forward:
In my next life, I am coming back with money and looks instead of all this sparkling personality bullshit!"

It is mid week when I started this review in my notes. I wanted to track all the times I guffawed!

Because Mummy said so... is a statement that most mothers have used on their little and not so little ones. The childhood disasters of her children, have made Shari Low a hilarious mom. Moms don't become bitter...we become comedy queens. Sometimes I say a few things to my not so little man, and he says, mom, you're joking! Do you think you're funny!?! I have proof that our comic sense increases as we get older!

I can't tell you the fright I got of my life when my son slipped from the stationary bike and landed himself on the corner of my low sofa. He held his eye & forehead and cried for precious minutes. Every passing minute my heart was sinking thinking of the worst. Pushing sugar into his mouth to stop him from sobbing did the trick and then I saw this gulab jamun on his forehead. Oh god. Low's stories of running to the hospital are scary and so comical! I think back and I want to erase that memory forever! Many of us moms have such crazy memories, it's not funny!

Omg I can't control the giggles! The story of her lil fellow not having "brilliant aim" during potty training is a riot! I do remember Varun's input output happening all at the same time! I had run out of the last of patience I was born with, to change nighties! 

Her wish to have a "Wanted: Mother" advert has me ROFL. I love how nostalgic she got describing the innocence of her growing up years in the 70-80's. And how any game we played could be considered a physical, mental and emotional health scare today. I remember being all of 5 maybe and I was playing doctor. A friend of mine had a doll stuck under her frock to be "delivered". All I had to do was lift the frock, bring the baby out and have my friend moan and groan a bit. How easy life was! Today, even writing this has me cringing to find the appropriate words and not make it sound gross or be ridiculed for. That was a beautiful childhood we had. We didn't need plastic guns to become robbers. A handkerchief folded into a neat tight triangle could just as easily have done the job. We didn't wear branded clothes. As long as the colour and frills were taken care of. "... I wish that someone somewhere - Tooth fairy, Santa ... could deliver to today's children the really important things in life: innocence, freedom, and a childish, outdoor life full of friends and riotous fun."

Many snippets will give you uncontrollable giggles. Chapters are more anecdotes and finish quickly. This book is a light read, which you can pick up with a glass of wine or preferred poison. No need to concentrate, no need to read every word in fear of losing the plot.