Finished 7-21-11, rating 4.75/5, fiction, 344 pages, pub. 2011
When Nathan and I married, I was a poet. When we met, I was a poet. When Nathan confessed, I was a mother, a business manager, a wife. I’m not saying I held this against him. I’m saying he held it against me.
Nathan is a stay at home dad and author. Sarah works a 9-5 job to provide financial stability for their family. On the day the galleys arrive for his new book, Infidelity, Nathan confesses that he had cheated at a writer’s conference. Sarah tries to stay sane, but after only a few days she kicks Nathan out and finds herself a mostly single mother.
This book spoke to me. As a new mom, Sarah’s struggle to find her identity was one I could understand. I think any mom and wife, especially ones with young children now, will find themselves nodding in agreement with many of Sarah’s thoughts. I felt completely understood.
That being said, Sarah is no saint and some of the things she does are destructive and dangerous. But Stewart does such a good job of making me understand Sarah that I never totally wrote her off. I felt her pain. I didn’t like Nathan either, he seemed like a loser with a capital L, until I started to understand their relationship and marriage- the good, the bad, and the ugly.
I love stories about marriage and all the complications that inherently make themselves known. When one person cheats, can trust be restored? Can she stay in the marriage? When a woman becomes a mother, is she still the same woman she was before? Should she be? Is there a way to be a mother and retain your identity and your dreams? Again, the identity issues are ones I’m struggling with right now so I loved this book. As an older mom this passage made me nod my head,
“My mother was twenty-two when she had me.”
“My mother was twenty-five.”
“Can you imagine? That was when we were in grad school. Can you imagine having had kids at that age? I didn’t even know who I was.”
She settled back into the couch cushions. “Don’t you think knowing who you are makes it harder? I mean, you know who you are, and then it becomes really hard to be who you are.”
For some reason this book inspired me. It made me take a step back to look at me, not just the mom or the wife. And then I had to go back to being mom, but those minutes mattered! I highly recommend it. I look forward to reading Leah’s other two books.
I bought this book on Tuesday night, read my post here.