This is a fantastic book. It accomplishes what a huge number of books set out and then fail to do. Redhouse manages to interweave the personal and the theoretical in a way that serves both equally. Moreover, each works as a lens through which the other can be illuminated. There is shrinking away neither from the painful minutiae of motherhood nor the big questions of mind and brain - of what constitutes "science," and where what we think of as causal explanation sits in relation to subjective experience and understanding. The author raises huge questions which, in turn, question her. She handles the philosophy and science deftly and covers huge amounts of intellectual and emotional territory with enviable skill, erudition, and wit. (Redhouse possesses a lovely sense of the absurd, which had me giggling on and off throughout.) Thoroughly recommended.