I want to walk out of Target and leave Blair there, wailing.... Nice people work at Target. Surely someone would take her home and care for her and buy her pretty things. So begins Vicki Glembocki’s brutally honest yet hilarious memoir of her agonizing transition into motherhood. Why agonizing? Because no one told her how tough it would be. Finally, Glembocki lays out the truth about those first months with baby: the certainty that you’re doing everything wrong; the desire to kill your husband, your mother, your dog; the struggle to balance who you were with whom you’ve become-a mother. Unlike any other book on motherhood, Glembocki breaks the New Mother Code of Silence, proving that “maternal bliss” is not innate, but learned. Funny and wise, she connects with new moms on a shockingly intimate level, letting them know that they are not alone.
Vicki Glembocki is an award-winning magazine writer and essayist, author of the memoir The Second Nine Months: One Woman Tells the Real Truth About Becoming a Mom. Finally, a writer-at-large for Philadelphia Magazine, columnist for Reader's Digest. Her articles have appeared in many publications including Playboy, Women's Health, More, Parents, Babble, Ladies Home Journal, Fit Pregnancy, and Philadelphia. She specializes in personal essay, profiles, and all things narrative.
Before she began freelancing full time out of her very orange basement office, she was articles editor at Philadelphia magazine and senior editor at The Penn Stater, (before that, she worked at Pitt Magazine and at Dartmouth College and, in places in between, waitressed and sold roses from bar to bar dressed in a tuxedo jacket and cowboy boots). She has a BA in English and an MFA in nonfiction writing, both from Penn State, and has been a guest on radio and TV shows (Oprah!), led seminars at conferences, lectured in college classes, given public readings, sung karaoke, and performed in more than 100 plays and musicals (including two where she danced on stage naked).
She lives just outside of Philadelphia with her very patient husband, Thad. She is obsessed with yard sales, showtunes, yoga, DIY home repair, her Honda minivan, fountain Diet Coke, and her daughters, Blair and Drew.
