Melody Murray's Books

Not what I was expecting. It struck me as a very superficial memoir, wherein the author flitted from midwifery process to how she got pregnant to how God or the universe or something thinks she's plenty special but never examined anything in much depth. I wasn't knocked out by the writing style, and there were more than several editing fumbles and typos. I focus on flaws like my dog focuses on his frisbee, to the detriment of everything in the area. The book seems to be sort of a companion piece to a movie called The Business of Being Born, and I can't help but think that the movie will be better. As far as the homebirth midwifery aspect, I didn't feel like there was any new information, but the stories might be reassuring to someone contemplating having her baby at home. Again, there was more surface than depth. Disappointing.