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  • Paperback: 288 pages
  • Publisher: Back Bay Books; Reprint edition (May 8, 2007)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 9780316066273
  • ISBN-13: 978-0316066273
  • ASIN: 0316066273
  • Product Dimensions: 8.3 x 5.9 x 0.8 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 8 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Average Customer Review: 3.3 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (62 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,314,699 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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From Publishers Weekly

Flanagan's take on why modern mothers are conflicted about their roles is so witty and well researched—she quotes sources ranging from Queen Elizabeth's childhood nanny to Total Woman Marabel Morgan—that it's easy to overlook that she offers no evidence to back up her chief notion "that women have a deeply felt emotional connection to housekeeping." Coming from someone who admits she doesn't change her sheets or clean her house (the maid does it), it's hard to take this assertion seriously. But then, while Flanagan is a staff writer for the New Yorker and a regular essayist for the Atlantic, she's more a polemicist here than journalist. The problem is her self-contradictions. Flanagan is fed up with what she sees as self-indulgent upper-middle-class mommies (like herself and unlike her mother's generation) who have elevated motherhood at the expense of housekeeping, which she sees as a lost art. Yet she goes into great and fascinating detail about her relationship with the nanny she hired after giving birth to twins. Flanagan is particularly disdainful of feminists who "imposed" a narrative of oppression on women. The author claims she's not a cook, but in her debut book she proves herself to be one heck of a pot-stirrer. (Apr. 17)
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From Booklist

A true wit providing tons of gentle "aha!" moments, New Yorker writer Flanagan has outdone herself and is sure to evoke smiles and tears from her readers. This series of stories is as old as our humanity: the push-pull between the privileges of womanhood versus the power of masculinity. The remedy is the logical sequence of life events, beginning with the wedding--"A place setting of Lennox is, after all, a liquid asset"--and punctuated by Flanagan's cogent observations. Every rumination is, in fact, a microcosm of today's headlines and self-help books. Is sleep, as Dr. Phil asserts, the new sex? Are nannies all that necessary to the raising of a professional woman's children? And at what time, during what event, does a woman truly recognize the reality of all her various roles, whether mother, wife, or aunt? An insightful, incisive look at the multiple demands on American women in the new millennium. Barbara Jacobs
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I have not read for a very long time a non-fiction book so captivating.
C. Court
I don't see a need to pit working mothers against stay-at-home moms -- we all have our children's very best interests at heart.
Cindy Gerlach Mueller
This is a book which makes you think about the decisions that you have made!
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86 of 97 people found the following review helpful By Amy Aldrich on January 19, 2007
Format: Hardcover
The description on Amazon says that "Flanagan's take on why modern mothers are conflicted about their roles is witty and well researched." I can't say that I agree...I'd say that Flannagan's take on why modern mothers are conflicted is, well...conflicted itself. For me, the title: To Hell With All that: Loving and Loathing Our Inner Housewife was about the most interesting and exciting thing about Flannagan's book. It serves to draw you in and makes you think you are in for something different and interesting, sadly this feeling doesn't extend beyond the title page. Hell With All that: Loving and Loathing Our Inner Housewife is ten chapters of loosely related information that sounds promising, but never pay off. They ramble along allowing a glimpse into Flanagan's very pampered and privileged version of stay-at-home motherhood that left me shaking my head and wondering what the heck was the point she really wanted to make here.

Originally she quit her teaching gig to write a novel, and when she couldn't successfully do that she decided to have kids instead. The premise here seems to be that since she was failing at writing a novel and couldn't bring herself to just go back to teaching, she'd have kids because that would give her an "excuse" to not have to worry about the novel or deal with the feelings that failure held for her...it'd be OK if she found some measure of success as a parent. She might not have turned out a novel, but she DID squeeze out a kid...the logic is unfathomable. In reading the first few chapters, I didn't get the feeling that she wanted to be a mother, I got the sense that being a mother was a means to the end of continuing to stay at home...an excuse not to go back to work or find something else more meaningful to do with her time.
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123 of 143 people found the following review helpful By Jen Singer on April 15, 2006
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If you're a stay-at-home mom with a nanny who cleans the sheets after the kids have the stomach flu, this book is for you.

For the rest of us, though, "To Hell with All That" is a curious look at stay-at-home motherhood through the eyes of a wealthy anti-feminist who has the time and the energy to actually consider following Martha Stewart's over-the-top housekeeping suggestions.

I found myself agreeing with Flanagan in some places and snorting disapprovingly in others, while being entertained throughout much of the book. At the very least, Flanagan writes beautifully. And her larger-than-life persona has helped land her a segment on the Today Show. If only she were speaking for us.

If you're looking for validation in your choice to stay home with your kids, you won't find much of it in this book. Flanagan likely has never endured a toddler temper tantrum in the post office, wondered if she can afford to buy a brand name cereal without a coupon or volunteered to make cupcakes for 500 kids at the school rally.

If you want to find out how the other half live, though, enjoy this book.
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65 of 74 people found the following review helpful By Cindy Gerlach Mueller on June 8, 2006
Format: Hardcover
After reading this book, I have one big question: What's your point?

Flanagan, the anti-feminist, has set out to convince us that the women's movement has done women a disservice in showing that women might be dissatisfied with merely performing perfunctory household duties. Being a housewife should be celebrated, she says; women should be glad to fix dinner and do the laundry. Child-rearing has been elevated to an art and needs to be scaled back a notch, back to the days when being a wife was first and foremost and the children a mere by-product.

Excuse me? She really expects me to believe this tripe?

And she is the poster child?

Flanagan writes of the evils of nannies, the amount of discomfort they can bring to a household. And this in the same book where she devotes an entire chapter to the relationship she has with -- you guessed it -- her nanny. The woman she hired to care for her children for three years when she wasn't even working. It is the noblest thing to be home with one's children, she says, and points out that she stayed home with her children. But in the same breath she tells us that she had a 9-5 nanny and that she was practically paralyzed, unable to function, between 7 and 9 a.m. before the nanny's arrival. She makes it clear that children need their mother their when they're sick in the night ... but that she did not actually put the sheets in the washer -- that was the nanny's job.

She talks of the amount of satisfaction a woman should get from taking care of her home and her family. Then tells you of the maid and gardener who actually do most of said housework.

Sometimes it seems as if her point is to make it clear that she is a woman of privilege -- she can afford to be home, to pay all this household help.
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18 of 20 people found the following review helpful By S. Warner on October 3, 2006
Format: Hardcover
Gosh, I am almost speechless. Flanagan receives two stars for her fine way with words. Had she written a coherent and believable book that had a thesis backed by the facts of either her life or anyone's life, I would have been pleased to give her at least four stars. It wasn't so much that I don't agree with what she says, but rather that I am not sure what she said. Of course, that does make a reasoned discussion about her viewpoint rather problematic for a reviewer...

Flanagan entertains with witty and irreverent tweaks to the strangely conflicted ways of middle and upper middle class mothers. She hits clever and common notes as she rifts about her childhood and her own life as a mother. The problem is that I don't get it. And, as a reader, it's always nice if the reader can say, "oh, yes, I see what you mean," or "I don't agree with you." With Flanagan's book, her thoughts were so muddy (or must I apologize for being simply a dense reader?)that I am left...yes, I said it before. But, it bears repeating: speechless -- almost.

So, to review the book I can only guess at a fair summary. But, here is what I think Flanagan said: Feminists were silly and clearly wrong. I am a new generation mother. I am not sure I like what that is, but in order to work (like I want to do) and be a mother (like my mother was) I spend many thousands of dollars annually on nannies, housekeepers, fine preschools to help me. I think I might like to stay at home and be like my mother, but I am not going to do that. We even hire help to wash the vomit laden linens in the aftermath of an ill child at our house. No one should expect a man to do these things, because it's pretty clear that they simply are unable to rise to adequate performance of such demanding tasks.
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