This is odder than I expected. First, I applaud Radclyffe for exploring a non-MD part of childbirth: mid-wives. But, the first 20% of the book annoyed me. I felt like I was expected to respect the World View of anti-vaccine folks as just another alternative yet valid form of modern medical care. Extreme pain in ER? Sure...skip modern medicines and just endure it. NOT! I felt like Radclyffe was experimenting with mind-altering drugs...."what if the world is really whatever I want to imagine it to be?" It was like when you see women that are nine-months pregnant playing aggressive tennis because "hey, what could go wrong?". It just felt like watching a train wreck unfold.
Further along, the story softened the "Let's all live as hippies on a commune" approach, and I began to like Annie and to appreciate Hollis' developing respect for midwives. But then Annie began to annoy me (REALLY annoy me!) with her insipidness. Hollis kept admiring a strength I just never saw. The level of "but I made a bad choice in the past and now I can never ever trust my feelings" was just painful to listen to. Hollis, btw, had her own issues with the past of course, but....oh my did I want to meet her!!
The last part of the book was just unbelievable. It was like Hollis earning a toaster and Annie not just renting a U-Haul, but buying a fleet of them. I mean really...they both walk away from each other rather than exploring what might develop, and then after a month not even speaking to each other declare mutual love, pledging a devotion that will last a lifetime, and decide to become a family with Annie's daughter and move in together. Huh? I'm not sure they even had a real first date to qualify this as the lesbian 2nd date U-Haul event.
Normally, Radclyffe provides enough spicy sex that I bump up the rating at least 1/2 point....but not so much here. Seeing characters from other books was nice, but it made me realize how little I cared to see Hollis and Annie themselves in future books.
The book started as a 2*....moved close to a 4*....and then collapsed to the point that I just looked forward to it ending and wishing I hadn't spent another $10 on a book that pissed me off. GR friends have rated this in a wide range 2-5*. I suspect there was lots of alcohol involved in the 5* ratings, so I'll overlook those. For me I'm enjoying wine while writing this review more than I did the book. I'm thinking 2.5*, and in keeping with Lexxi Kitty's recent multiple confidence point ratings, I'll make it a 2.503506* rating, which rounds up I guess to 3*.
This is the first review I've tagged as spoilers, because I just had to rant a bit more than I normally do, and needed to include a few plot details. I feel badly though, because that probably means that anyone thinking of reading the book won't read my comments.