If I hadn’t started reading this before bed, I probably wouldn’t have put the book down. I think it’s so easy to take the words our parents say to us and carry them like a mantra in our lives. Letting the mantra shape us into this person at their say so. It’s that pattern that lives in Blythe’s daily life with her daughter Violet, especially because her childhood was marred with trauma.
Am I the only one who couldn’t stand Fox? I read a lot of reviews before writing this, and I didn’t see people complaining about him. He put so much pressure on Blythe, and despite the words of “he’s a wonderful father,” he wasn’t really around to parent. Also, would it have killed him to take his wife’s concerns seriously, just once? Poor Blythe, it was like screaming into the void with him.
But that doesn’t mean I wholly sympathize with Blythe because, let’s face it, she was a pretty crappy person. The whole headphones thing was just terrible.
You don’t have to love the characters to love a book, and this one was a fun read. The writing style is unique, the narrative was realistic, and I really enjoyed this one.
About the Book
Blythe Connor is determined that she will be the warm, comforting mother to her new baby Violet that she herself never had.
But in the thick of motherhood’s exhausting early days, Blythe becomes convinced that something is wrong with her daughter—she doesn’t behave like most children do.
Or is it all in Blythe’s head? Her husband, Fox, says she’s imagining things. The more Fox dismisses her fears, the more Blythe begins to question her own sanity, and the more we begin to question what Blythe is telling us about her life as well.
Then their son Sam is born—and with him, Blythe has the blissful connection she’d always imagined with her child. Even Violet seems to love her little brother. But when life as they know it is changed in an instant, the devastating fall-out forces Blythe to face the truth.
The Push is a tour de force you will read in a sitting, an utterly immersive novel that will challenge everything you think you know about motherhood, about what we owe our children, and what it feels like when women are not believed.