Thank you very much to RedDoor Publishers and Tessa Broad for my copy of this book, and for giving me the honour to read, review and take part in this blog tour. This week is Infertility Awareness Week, and a condition close to my heart. When I read the description of this book, I knew I wanted to take part in this tour. My review is below, but be sure to check out the rest of the amazing bloggers on this tour.
Tessa Broad wanted children. At least two, possibly three but her body simply wasn’t playing ball. She embarked on the relentless treadmill of infertility treatment but to no avail. Tessa remained childless.
In this candid and moving memoir, Tessa writes to the children she never had. She writes to them as their adult selves with humour and honesty about her quest to have them, of the childhood she envisaged for them and the mother she believed she could be. Tessa shares what she lost and gained along the way and tells how she grew from a woebegone, wannabe mummy, to the woman she is now; childless but chilled, sailing through Mother’s Day with a smile on her face.
Despite this, we live in a world where women are still often defined by their fertility, and Tessa can still struggle to answer the simple question ‘Do you have children?’. The highs and lows, tears and laughter she describes in Dear You will give comfort and hope to anyone touched by infertility.
Paperback, First, 288 pages
Published June 29th 2017 by RedDoor Publishing
What a brave and wonderful lady Tessa Broad is. I want to be her friend, I want her comfort and her positivity. Tessa wrote this book / letter to the children she imagined she would have had.
The first part of the book tells us about Tessa’ s fertility journey, treatment and heartache. It is difficult to read.
( perhaps not so for the mothers of the world?). But for us non-mothers, it was hard, relatable and emotional. I could relate to all aspects of the way that Tessa felt.
“…an overriding feeling that I am ‘less than’, as I can’t do the one thing that only women can do: give birth. It is a sad fact that women are so often defined by their fertility”
The reason I wanted to read this book was because of the description on the back of the book, where Tessa says she is:
“chilled but childless, sailing through mothers day with a smile on her face”
This shouldn’t be construed that Tessa is in anyway glad of her circumstance, just that she has made the best of the life that she has. She is happy, that was enough to convince me that this book needs to be read.
There are tips and positives that Tessa shares with us, none that can compensate or make up for her imaginary children. But the Author gives hope in her writing that there is happiness after the tragedy of infertility.
Tessa writes freely and openly. Dear You is an emotional read that any woman who has gone through or is going through the despair of infertility will be able to relate to. And for those that have been blessed with their miracles, Tessa’s words will allow you see how lucky you are, but also how not to make us non mothers feel even worse than we already do.
Infertility awareness week is a way to show the world that women should not be defined by their ovaries and in Tessa’s words.
“We are not odd, we are not freaks….. and we are no less maternal”.