This is a book that I simply could not put down. I laughed. I cried. I wanted to reach out and hug each of these women at one time or another. Alex, Beth and Cara each have such different lives and yet I could relate to each of them in one way or another, and I think that was one of the reasons I so loved this book. I travelled back to early motherhood when I saw Alex watching one of her twin sons praying for their dead guinea pig—““God. Please let Henrietta into guinea pig heaven because she doesn’t eat much, and her poo is tiny.” It’s just the sort of thing one of my sons might have said at around the age of five. At the same time I cried for Beth when her engagement ring disappeared—I lost mine in a bale of hay, never to be found again. I’ll be reaching for this book again and again over coming years. It’s an absolute gem!