To What Miserable Wretches Have I Been Born?: Revenge Poetry for Babies and Toddlers by Suzanne Weber

To What Miserable Wretches Have I Been Born?: Revenge Poetry for Babies and Toddlers by Suzanne Weber

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Suzanne Weber provides a snarky voice to the baby who can't communicate except through shrieks and grunts. Humorously, the baby waxes poetic on the amount of money her mother and father are spending on strollers, car seats, carriers, and nursery items. She laments how much she doesn't care about any of it. All she wants is a heated bum wipe. My personal favorite is "Where Are My Hands?" I laughed out loud at many of the poems. They were clever and snarky.

One word of warning, however. There are A LOT of "F" bombs. It was somewhat distracting. The frustration is evident without all the cussing. The point is that babies have much to communicate and want to articulate frustration of their miserable wretches called "Mothers."

If your baby could talk, here is what she would say.

*I received a free copy of this book from publishing company in exchange for an honest review. The opinions expressed here are my own.