A can­did, ulti­mate­ly buoy­ant, debut sto­ry col­lec­tion about the real­i­ties of the ​“baby years”, whether you’re hav­ing one or not. The women in Pol­ly Rosenwaike’s Look How Hap­py I’m Mak­ing You want to be moth­ers or aren’t sure they want to be moth­ers or – hav­ing recent­ly giv­en birth – are over­whelmed by what they’ve wrought. Sharp and unset­tling, wry and mov­ing in its depic­tion of love, friend­ship, and fam­i­ly, this col­lec­tion expands the con­ver­sa­tion about what hav­ing a baby looks like. One woman strug­gling with infer­til­i­ty deals with the news that her sis­ter is preg­nant. Anoth­er woman ner­vous about her bio­log­i­cal clock ​“for­gets” to take her birth con­trol while dat­ing a younger man and must con­front the pos­si­bil­i­ty of becom­ing a sin­gle par­ent. Four moth­er­less women who meet in a bar every Mother’s Day con­tend with their loss­es and what it would mean to have a child. Look How Hap­py I’m Mak­ing You offers the rare hon­est por­tray­al — wit­ty, empa­thet­ic, and sharply observed — of how the prospect of moth­er­hood and the expe­ri­ence of car­ing for a new baby deeply affect a woman’s sense of self in a cul­ture obsessed with her most inti­mate choices.