Do we really need another book about pregnancy and childbirth? Well, if you've ever been pregnant, you know that reproduction and all its related nausea/mood swings/stretch marks/elastic waistbands are an endless source of material. Teresa Strasser cuts right through the mucus plug with Exploiting My Baby*: *Because It's Exploiting Me . With such titles as “Sitting Stretch Mark Shiva” and “I'll Miss You, Toxins,” Strasser's funnier than your funniest friend and her neuroses are more acute than Joan Rivers' Having a Baby Can Be a Scream. From the initial wondering, “Would both my ass and my mind wear mom jeans?” to her post-birth home that “looks like Chuck E. Cheese after an earthquake,” Strasser's hilariously forthcoming about every step of the process. And as for exploiting her little bundle of joy, she states: “Kid, I just made you a spleen and some eyebrows. The least you can do is get Mommy a book deal.” Strasser presents and signs her book but probably won't show you her one measly stretch mark.

Sat., Jan. 8, 5 p.m., 2011

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