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Born out of a viral "Shouts & Murmurs" piece in The New Yorker, this darkly humorous, charming, and brilliant graphic memoir, in the tradition of Allie Brosh and Roz Chast, brings the first few years of parenthood to life. With the wit of a comedian and the observational skills of a sociologist surveying a new subculture, Becky Barnicoat writes about her first few years of parenthood with warmth, sharp insight, and uproarious humor in her debut graphic memoir Cry When the Baby Cries. Barnicoat's prose is always relatable, smart, and so funny while discussing everything from how ignoring women's pain is baked into the practice of obstetrics to the impossibility of putting a child down drowsy but awake while you are permanently drowsy but awake, to the tyranny of gentle parenting, and more. Barnicoat gives us permission to cry when the baby cries, and also laugh, snort, lie on the floor naked, drool, and revel in a deeply strange new world ruled by a tyrannical tiny leader, growing bigger and more cherished by the day.

Born out of a viral "Shouts & Murmurs" piece in The New Yorker, this "funny, unflinching" (The Guardian) graphic memoir, in the tradition of Allie Brosh and Roz Chast, hilariously captures the rollercoaster of emotions, chaos, and joy of the first few years of parenthood. With the wit of a comedian and the observational skills of a sociologist surveying a new subculture, Becky Barnicoat writes about her first few years of parenthood with warmth, sharp insight, and uproarious humor in her debut graphic memoir Cry When the Baby Cries. Barnicoat's relatable prose is always "loving, honest, and so funny" (Ada Calhoun, New York Times bestselling author of Why We Can't Sleep) while discussing everything from how ignoring women's pain is baked into the practice of obstetrics to the impossibility of putting a child down drowsy but awake while you are permanently drowsy but awake, to the tyranny of gentle parenting, and more. Barnicoat gives us permission to cry when the baby cries, and, also, laugh, snort, lie on the floor naked, drool, and revel in the deeply strange new world ruled by a tyrannical tiny leader, growing bigger and more cherished by the day.

'The most accurate account of becoming a parent I have ever read.' PHILIPPA PERRY‘So clever, so funny, so astute, so healing. Becky Barnicoat is a stone cold genius.' LUCY JONESA glorious antidote to parenting books, this darkly humorous, candid and insightful graphic memoir brings the early years of parenthood to life – in all their chaos, wonder and delirium. Intimate, relatable and very funny, Becky Barnicoat explores everything from the anatomy of the hospital bag to the frantic obsession with putting your baby down drowsy but awake, to the tyranny of gentle parenting. From pregnancy to the feral toddler years, Barnicoat extends a sticky hand to all new parents grappling with the impossible but joyous jigsaw puzzle of their lives.Barnicoat gives us permission to cry when the baby cries – and also laugh, snort, lie on the floor naked, drool and generally revel in a deeply strange new world ruled by a tyrannical tiny leader, growing bigger and more loved by the day.'Tender, moving, beautifully drawn and also, extremely hilarious.' ISABEL GREENBERG'It made me laugh, weep, cheer and howl... essential reading for parents and their peers.' NELL FRIZZELL