A review by katykelly
Bridget Jones’s Baby: The Diaries by Helen Fielding

4.0

Ah, Bridget... familiar, clumsy, dipsy Bridget Jones. It's like opening up a much-loved box of chocolates and indulging. Sweet, well-known flavours, you know what you're getting.

Set between 'Edge of Reason' and 'Mad About the Boy', this volume is written to Bridget's very child, telling him (as we know it will be) the story of how he came to be... and maybe who his father is (if you've read MAtB this won't be a huge surprise).

Bridget and Mark have split up (find out why within), and five years later, she meets and beds him at a Christening, but after feeling rejected yet again, lets good-old-reliable Daniel Cleaver between the sheets and lo and behold. Weight gain and a pregnancy test later, and a daddy dilemma.

Mr and Mrs Jones are present and correct, all of Bridget's old London buddies still knocking about with the same lines they're known for, and now Cleaver and Darcy are both vying against each other as Bridget's due date comes closer. Who will stick around? Who does Bridget WANT to stick around? Will she ditch them both?

Les substance than in the original and MAtB, it's an 'inbetween' book in my eyes, though has some wonderful scenes and 'typical' Bridget misunderstandings and accidents.

Being pregnant myself, I felt this was glossed over somewhat, with only token scenes of childbirth classes and scans, not a lot of the physical demands of pregnancy.

There's a very silly doctor, some almost libelous 'will she be fired while she's pregnant?!' storylines at her work, and a lot feels like the most obvious of pregnancy stereotypes.

But I loved it anyway! Finished it in a day, knew where it was heading but laughed along with the plot and will very likely watch the DVD.

If you're a Bridget fan, you'll enjoy.