Rounding up to two stars because I was curious enough to finish it. This book is a dumbed-down, mystical-female version of Tim Ferriss, with often painful writing. Examples: "If you find yourself wearing your cranky pants six out of seven days of the week, something's gotta give, lady."
Sentences that made me wonder if I should stop reading were: "But the craving for chips wasn't coming from a place of emotional emptiness or stress where I was trying to cover something I didn't want to feel with salt and fat. Nope, it felt really different. The feeling I had about wanting potato chips felt very visceral, like totally primal. It was a very clean feeling, unsullied by my emotional needs."
Did this book not have an editor who could have done a search and delete for words like very, really, super, etc?
Yet among the dross of low-quality, dashed-off-blog-level prose, there was some good stuff. I connected with this: "Until I became a mother, I'd been able to overcome nearly every adversity I faced by working harder, using my intelligence, using my physical strength, or changing my perspective. But motherhood brought me to my knees with how little of it I was able to control. I'd never felt so out of control before, and, as a result, I was anxious and depressed for a good part of the first year."
Similarly, I liked her advice for viewing a day as a circular cycle, not as a linear time line that ends. But is it, as she says, "Game. Changer."? No.
She has 14 experiments in useful areas as sleep and asking for help, but the chapters are heavy on anecdotal stories from her online community that she plugs in and after the book, and low on actual detailed experiments.
Northrup encourages women to track their cycles and sync their lives with their cycles. Great. But what about the women who don't cycle or whose cycles are irregular, including those who are pregnant, nursing, peri and post-menopausal, transgender, on medication, and more. She says to follow the lunar cycle, but I think a lot of page time is given to this reductive, exclusionary biological advice. I also didn't like her frequent uses of "lady" and "gentlemen." These are classist, sexist, and archaic.
As with many "mom" books, if this book ditched its narrow target audience, it could appeal to more than parents, and to more than women. A sharper thematic focus and a good editor could have transformed this book from a meandering collection of ideas for moms to a time and energy management guide for many.