As a fan of Eckler's writing in the Post, I looked forward to reading her experience with pregnancy and motherhood. While she is no doubt a good storyteller which allowed me to finish the book, I could not BELIEVE what a self-absorbed, spoiled, vain and immature brat she is. She whines the ENTIRE book about EVERYTHING: her weight gain and how she can't get to the gym her regular 5+ times a week, her inability to smoke as much as she wants, her inability to drink as much as she wants, her loaded fiance who pays for everything, her smitten "male friend" who gives her extra attention... whatever. I'm sure with her full time nanny, night nurse, personal trainer and four hour work day, she'll dump the weight in no time. Get a life Rebecca.