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Thirty five year old Kate, fund manager at Edwin Foster, is a victim of time famine: she counts seconds like other women count calories. As she hurtles between appointments, through her head spools the crazy tap[e loop of the working mother's life: must remember client reports, bouncy castles, transatlantic phone call, nativity play, check the Dow Jones, cancel hygenist, squeeze that sagging pelvic floor, make time for sex. Factor in a manipulative nanny, an Australian boss who looks at Kate's breasts as if they're on special offer, a long suffering but definetly suffering husband, her quietly aghast in laws, her two bundles of joy, and an email lover, and you have a woman juggling so many balls that some day soon something's going to hit the ground.
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I Don't Know how She Does it, Allison Pearson
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- Released
- 2002
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- Language
- English
- Authors
- Allison Pearson
- Publisher
- Chatto & Windus
- Released
- 2002
- Format
- Hardcover
- ISBN10
- 0701173025
- ISBN13
- 9780701173029
- Series
- Kate Reddy
- Tags
- Fiction, Romance, Humor, Women, Contemporary Fiction, Contemporary Romance, American Literature, British Literature, English Literature, Comedies, Adapted for Film, Romantic Comedy, Success
- First published
- 2002
- Original title
- I don't know how she does it
- Rating
- 3.3 out of 5
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- Thirty five year old Kate, fund manager at Edwin Foster, is a victim of time famine: she counts seconds like other women count calories. As she hurtles between appointments, through her head spools the crazy tap[e loop of the working mother's life: must remember client reports, bouncy castles, transatlantic phone call, nativity play, check the Dow Jones, cancel hygenist, squeeze that sagging pelvic floor, make time for sex. Factor in a manipulative nanny, an Australian boss who looks at Kate's breasts as if they're on special offer, a long suffering but definetly suffering husband, her quietly aghast in laws, her two bundles of joy, and an email lover, and you have a woman juggling so many balls that some day soon something's going to hit the ground.