I hadn’t the foggiest idea where Dylan was amongst the artfully structured lines of soldiers. Although I’d been trying to spot him, from here, they all looked the same to me—meticulously straight, identical, and tiny, like rows of a child’s toy soldiers lined up and ready for battle.

 

One sultry morning in Darwin, army wife Amy Silva grips a trembling fist around two pink lines on a plastic stick. Struggling to come to terms with her rampant fertility, disillusioned with a haughty obstetrician, and infuriated by an inordinate amount of peeing, Amy finds solace in a decision to homebirth. But as a tropical cyclone approaches, Amy finds herself facing more than biology. An intimate tale of one woman’s search for peace and empowerment.

 

“An engaging roller-coaster ride of emotions that will have you laughing, crying, and cheering. You won’t want to put it down!”

                                                                                                                        — Pinky McKay, parenting book author