I'm not entirely sure how to feel about this one. The premise was interesting and I think that Chan brings up some interesting points and starts conversations about how mothers are scrutinized and must be 'perfect' in every capacity. The hyperbole she employs is infuriating in a good way and I think this book did the job it came to do in making me frustrated and mad and sympathetic towards the mothers and Frida. This book also felt like it was about 50 pages too long, which is saying something for a novel that's only around 325 pages. The middle was repetitive and dragged, but maybe that was the point.

Also didn't really like the ending to this one, at all. I understand it and I'm not sure what a better choice would have been, but it felt off and somewhat soured the story for me. Not bad by any means, but not one that's going to crack my 'best of' lists in any year.