Ramaswamy wrote this memoir of her pregnancy in the style of nature writing, following Nan Shepherd's The Living Mountain, as she views pregnancy as being somewhat akin to scaling a metaphorical mountain, and it makes for a really close view of the human body as topography.

As an Indian woman in a lesbian relationship, Ramaswamy writes beautifully about how the human body undergoes the sea changes of fostering human life, and juxtaposes it with how society receives a brown body about to become a parent outside of a 'traditional' heterosexual marriage; one of the most moving chapters is Ramaswamy's musing about her child's potential resemblance to her white sperm donor, and what it means for her to give birth to a baby who, if it 'passes' for white, may automatically be perceived by strangers as the white offspring of a heterosexual relationship, rather than a mixed race child of a queer household.

Although the main focus of the book is the psychological and physical effects of pregnancy on a person, Ramaswamy's memoir challenges the limited viewpoint that often constrains narratives of pregnancy to notions of white heterosexual couples, and she speaks to the ultimate human connection to the creation of life that should be accessible to all people, but which is still so stigmatised when applied to certain bodies.

A really moving memoir of what it means to nurture life, and to do so beyond the boundaries of heteronormativity.