'Mummy, are you putting me to bed tonight?'
'No Darling.'

Meet Kate Reddy, fund manager and mother of two. She can juggle nine different currencies in five different time zones, and get herself and two children washed and dressed and out of the house in half an hour. A victim of time famine, Kate counts seconds like other women calories. As she hurtles between appointments, through her head spools the crazy tape-loop of the working mother's life: must remember client reports, bouncy castles, transatlantic phone call, nativity play, check Dow Jones, cancel hygienist, squeeze sagging pelvic floor, make time for sex. Factor in a manipulative nanny, and Australian boss who looks at Kate's breasts as if they're on special offer, a long-suffering but definitely suffering - husband, her quietly aghast in-laws, two needy children, and an e-mail lover, and you have a woman juggling so many balls that some day soon something's going to hit the ground.

 


I'm fascinated by women who manage to have a career and a family. They do tend to be on Oprah a lot, and seem a tad brusque and far too efficient. I bought this book so I could spy on a world that I don't think I want to be part of, but am at the same time intrigued by. Apparently it's handled with humour and irony, just my cuppa tea.

 

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