I'm a fan of Heather Armstrong's blog dooce. Not a read-it-every-day fan, but a always-laugh-when-I-do fan. So I was looking forward to her book, It Sucked and Then I Cried. It's OK, and probably a good entry into the having-a-baby-isn't-all-wine-and-roses genre (if there is such a genre). And she sure can turn a phrase. My one disappointment was that there didn't seem to be a flow to the book. This happened and then that happened and then hilarious description and then that happened. I almost feel embarrassed saying it, because it's such easy criticism, but it reads like a series of blog posts.
FuzzyCo grade: B-
