Lara Stone is back again, and nine months of being miserably pregnant was nothing compared to what follows. But when Lara's long-estranged dad shows up with a stripper on his arm, her husband begins flirting with a hot twenty-five-year old, and her nanny casts voodoo spells to keep her from losing those last ten pounds, Lara soon finds that sleepless nights, S&M-like pumping bras, and a raging case of the post-baby blues are the least of her problems.
Picking up where the critically acclaimed Notes from the Underbelly left off, Lara tries her damnedest to become a "good" mother, while keeping sane among the Gucci-clad Mommunists from her Mommy and Me class. But just when she's certain she'll never figure this nurturing thing out, she finds support in the unlikeliest of places, and comes to understand that-unlike diapering-there's no wrong way to love someone.
Picking up where the critically acclaimed Notes from the Underbelly left off, Lara tries her damnedest to become a "good" mother, while keeping sane among the Gucci-clad Mommunists from her Mommy and Me class. But just when she's certain she'll never figure this nurturing thing out, she finds support in the unlikeliest of places, and comes to understand that-unlike diapering-there's no wrong way to love someone.
