As someone who is utterly fascinated by the process of choosing to have children, specifically the idea that people realize there's a choice, I was extremely intrigued by the concept of this book. Unfortunately, the writing style is just too bizarre for me and I could not get into it at all.

Sheila Heti’s Motherhood is an introspective, philosophical work of art that addresses what it means to be a mother, to want or not want to be a mother, the societal expectations of womanhood, and the longstanding implications of our mothers and our grandmothers on our own life experiences. Heti writes as a 39-year old woman, her eggs (as some might say) on the verge of extinction. Is a woman’s life meaningless if she does not bear children? What if she doesn’t want to?

Motherhood is a feminist manifesto, timely and deep. Heti explores what womanhood means, writing across the boundaries of her life as a writer and a daughter. In her quest for her truth, she interrogates herself, married friends, those who happily or grudgingly have undergone childbirth, and her 80 year old friend who is happily single and childless.

Heti doesn’t provide answers, rather allows that each woman’s experience and expectations will be different. Heti draws us into her corner, to the desk where she writes, and confides in us her desire, her anxiety, and her dreams.

Thanks to the author, publisher, and Netgalley for the advance digital copy. All opinions are my own.

The writing style wasn't really my style so it was a little difficult to read, but a decent story overall.

I received an advanced reader’s copy in exchange for an honest review.

First of all, you either like Sheila Heti or you don’t. This is true to form, not really a novel but more a stream of consciousness thought record that uses Heti’s ambivalence to motherhood as a jumping off point. But it is a full story, rounded out with impressionistic visits from her mother, her partner, and a psychic she seeks out to help address her doubts. If you enjoy this sort of excercise, kind of like sitting in on someone’s psychoanalysis, you will enjoy this. And I did.

The question of a child is a bug on the brain- it’s a bug that crawls across everything, every memory, and every sense of my own future. How to dislodge that bug? It’s eating holes in everything there ever was or will be. Nothing remains intact.

Motherhood reads nothing like a novel, in fact I felt like I was having a conversation with many different women in a sense. I found myself thinking of older (I’m in my early 40’s now) women I’ve met and those I already know who are childless and faced still with this dilemma ‘to have or not to have’. Such women are often faced with feeling on the defensive for being without child, as if one is not a finished (complete) woman until… As if they have to always have an argument ready. Regardless of how successful they’ve been there is often a question, ‘so do you have any children?’ that seems so personal or vicious. Let’s face it, there are women who do want children and can’t (for health reasons), women who have tried and lost a child, women who simply feel motherhood isn’t for them and then are shamed into ‘damning’ evidence for how their life will be without meaning in the end. Can it be said, there is sometimes snobbery in motherhood? Why is it a woman even has to think about defending her choice in social settings, let alone against her own family and friends. It’s at work too, there is no way on earth to outrun the question of motherhood. Parents sometimes act like they belong to an exclusive club, and the childless mothers and fathers need not apply.

There is a struggle, a certain point where you weigh your options, you think of the ticking clock that says ‘it could be too late you know.’ There is so much to think about! Then there is the other side, why think of it at all? Is that all women are about, the constant ‘motherhood’ thing? Yet, there is beauty in motherhood for some, I speak for myself, I love being a mother but at the same time I can understand it’s just one choice. I felt the idea that you are meant to carry on your ancestors genes, their story, making their sacrifices and suffering worthwhile is a heavy burden. Then the question of ‘should I bring a child in all this ugliness’, must plague many female minds today. Maybe Heti seems to be thinking far too much about it, but isn’t it a decision that one should consider from all angles? Let’s face it, a child isn’t like a shirt you can return if you don’t feel it fits you.

This felt more like reading someone’s diary or sitting inside her struggling mind. It’s interesting to read it from the perspective of a 42-year-old mother of college aged children because I am at the different end of the ‘should I shouldn’t I have a child’ question. I’ve known women who made the choice not to and those who have, I know a few who are still trying or hoping to one day have a child, not impossible. Each story is different, but remember as with the childless, motherhood has its struggles too. Where a woman may be left out by women with children, so to some are judged and belittled for having a family. Why must it be either or? Why must a woman who decides not to have a child be suspect? My daughter is now entering her twenties, and I can’t imagine burdening her with the weight of having a grandchild one day for her mother, not to say I don’t want a grandchild, but I am not the one who has to raise said child. I know, this is an argument others will say ‘but this is about tradition, it IS about carrying on your line, etc.” But what would it cost the people having the child just because it’s expected of them, especially if they don’t want one, what would it cost the unwanted child?

We think we’ve come so far, but there is so much expectation put on women and their bodies. She doesn’t want a child, and you know there will be so many encounters where others are set on convincing her otherwise. Culture demands things of all women, more than a pound of flesh, Motherhood may well be the biggest bone of contention. I have known women to get angry at another woman declaring a disinterest in motherhood, the ‘you’re just young’, or ‘your biological clock just hasn’t started ticking yet’, or ‘you just need the right partner’, or ‘when you hold your baby for the first time everything else you’ve done in life means nothing’ – why is it a concession to accept motherhood isn’t for everyone?

An interesting book for women, young and old, whether you are a mother or not, because it’s about giving voice to other perspectives. It’s about the weight of expectations and what it means to be a woman, and what it shouldn’t mean. I’d love to hear from everyone here, it’s funny to ask men what they think about a woman’s issue but it isn’t just a woman’s issue. What if both don’t want children, what if one partner does and the other doesn’t? How I read this book is effected by my experience and age, my daughter would read it differently, as would my son.

Publication Date: May 1, 2018

Henry Holt & Company

The book itself is readable. I personally relate to the central question of whether or not to become a mother and that's what initially interested me in it. However, it often felt that her explorations were completely reductive of women in general. I also question whether this book is even a novel. It's almost completely without a plot or characters, there is essentially no development.
It just did not work for me.

Heti’s writing style, which worked for me in How Should a Person Be? didn’t work for me in this book. The quirky writing was hard to follow and the navel-gazing rambling about the decision whether to have a child didn’t particularly hold my interest.

Way, way too weird and confusing. I gave up on this one pretty quickly.

In Motherhood, Sheila Heti writes exhaustively about her decision to have or not to have a child. She dwells in great detail on the societal and personal pressures that she feels to make this choice. This is a relatively short book and for that I was thankful. Her writing style at times was clever and charming but overall the story didn’t go anywhere. Her obsession with having a child and thinking about it was extremely repetitive and I simply wanted her book to just go away.

Heti ruminates and reflects about becoming a mother. She examines her feelings about motherhood while she examines those of other mothers, including her own.

Years ago people used the expression “naval gazing” when one obsessively examines an issue, which I suspect was already decided long before the obsessive rumination began.

I really disliked this book. As a mother, grandmother and teacher, I would urge Heti never to have a child.

Boring, boring boring. Wasn't even remotely interesting.