Books that are written straight from the heart are the books that seem to affect readers the most. And, 336 Hours was one such book. Written in diary form from the author's own experiences it was clear from the very beginning of the book that the story was going to touch me, make me cry and make me feel those feelings of frustration too. Tackling a difficult subject matter - infertility - the book describes so wonderfully the feelings of desperation, need and want that any person who desperately wants a child feels. I was so glad to read a story that also tackled how infertility affected men too. Sometimes forgotten about when their partner can't conceive, men are often left to just get on with things and many people assume don't feel that same desperation and longing for a child that a woman feels.  This book handles this so well.

Yes there are some humourous moments and some tongue in cheek bits but overall this is a book that follows one couples long and ardous journey through the minefield that is IVF treatment. And the waiting! Oh my god the waiting..........the countdown until the day you can take the pregnancy test. Having had some personal experience of the all consuming desire to have a child, I could relate to those feelings of helplessness when your body just won't do what its supposed to do. I did not want this book to end. I was emotionally wrung out by the end of it all, afraid to find out what happens at the end. A great read and definitely a bit of a tear jerker and emotional roller-coaster! Its a brave book, baring the facts about infertility in a no holds barred description of feelings and what infertility can do to a marriage. Loved it!