Ever wonder what happens to the Bridezillas once they’ve achieved wedded “bliss”?  Jill Kargman’s Momzillas explores their ever-after (not quite so happily) in this fresh tale of a mom, plucked from a laid-back San Fransisco scene, and thrown in to the posh Upper East Side of Manhattan.  Meet Hannah, our protagonist, as she is quickly enamored with all the “ins” from a group of local moms.  The deeper she delves in to their world, while always on the cusp of it, the deeper she find the absurdity in their child-rearing practices, like paying “the baby nurse extra to walk with him in the Baby Bjorn on the treadmill in [the] gym so that he’d fall asleep.”  Add her mother-in-law, hell-bent on keeping her dear sweet angel of a son, and her grandchild, in the upper crust of society.

Kargman paints a world of Momzillas, all wrapped up in the Mom Race, constantly comparing their child to those around them, while freely looking down their noses to judge the moms who do not follow their same parenting philosophy — a philosophy which they certainly make sure their nannies, all in white-starched uniforms- instill in to their children! They humorously turn nursery school admissions in to a competitive sport -complete with social letters of recommendation, letters of intent of first choice, and a long list of prerequisite Mommy-and-Me courses.  Hannah must learn how to trudge through, in order to make the best for her daughter.

If you’re a parent, even if your not, you will find some grounds to relate to Hannah. Jill Kargman’s Momzillas is a quick, humorous read on how one mom, surrounded by the Momzillas, refuses to bend to their mold, and finds a way to create a Manhattan that works for her and her  family.