I have wanted to read a Doris Lessing book for the longest time. What stopped me all this time was the intimidation factor. When an author wins a Nobel prize, something inside me shrinks a little – worried that their books would be too high-brow for me. I eventually picked up The Fifth Child because the book synopsis is pretty simple, and the cover is very striking with horror elements, making this book an apt read for the season.
Book Synopsis
Harriet and David Lovatt, parents of four children, have created an idyll of domestic bliss in defiance of the social trends of late 1960s England.
While around them, crime and unrest surge, the Lovatts are certain that their old-fashioned contentment can protect them from the world outside—until the birth of their fifth baby.
Gruesomely goblin-like in appearance, insatiably hungry, abnormally strong and violent, Ben has nothing innocent or infant-like about him.
As he grows older and more terrifying, Harriet finds she cannot love him, David cannot bring himself to touch him, and their four older children are afraid of him.
Understanding that he will never be accepted anywhere, Harriet and David are torn between their instincts as parents and their shocked reaction to this fierce and unlovable child whose existence shatters their belief in a peaceful world.
Review of The Fifth Child
Wow! This was a deceptively simple read and easy read. I finished it within a day, but it lingered in my mind for ages afterward.
I found this book in the Horror section in my library, right next to Rosemary’s Baby. It turns out it’s pretty similar thematically to Rosemary’s Baby. Both books deal with the horrors of having a baby that defies the norm, which is different and possibly dangerous – a mother’s worst fears. Rosemary’s Baby focuses more on the pregnancy, while The Fifth Child focuses on what comes after.
The book is not, however outright horror, and it’s just shocking. The shift in thoughts and general perceptions between the 1960s and 2019 is like day and night.
In today’s times, Harriet would probably be diagnosed with post-partum depression; her problem child Ben would probably have some form of autism. They would be treated, their problems recognized. But at that time, there was nothing. Instead, Ben is branded as a monster, and Harriet is hysterical.
If this were the only talking point, this book would be just about average. But there’s so much in it; I don’t know where to start discussing it.
Harriet and David want a large family, a big house. It seems a reasonable wish until we see the pressure it puts on everybody around them, and finally themselves. It made me reflect – just how much of humankind’s misery is because of our greed and lack of self-control? Do we even recognize if we have crossed the boundaries of our endurance and tolerance?
She said to David, ‘We are being punished, that’s all.”What for?’ he demanded, already on guard because there was a tone in her voice he hated.’For presuming. For thinking we could be happy. Happy because we decided we would be.’
I thought this book was particularly pertinent in this era of mommy bloggers. I follow so many mommy bloggers with 4-5 or more children (Taza is one of the most famous, I think), and I’ve always wondered how they manage. Who pays for it all? Who takes care of the kids? Unfortunately, the bloggers are very opaque about these challenging questions. So, I can only imagine that there’s someone in the background financing and caring for the brood. Or these parents are superhuman! LOL!
Above all else is the question of motherhood. Harriet alternates between various attitudes towards Ben – horror and pity, sometimes mixed with love and sadness and despair, and of course, it impacts her mothering. The fact that she has to focus on four other children apart from him makes her situation even worse, and things start to freefall pretty quickly.
‘The trouble is, you get used to hell,’ said Harriet. `After a day with Ben I feel as if nothing exists but him. As if nothing has ever existed. I suddenly realize I haven’t remembered the others for hours.
Lessing went on to write a sequel to The Fifth Child called Ben, In The World. I’m pretty interested in reading it and view the sequence of events from his perspective.
Have you read this book? Any other Doris Lessing book? Care to recommend any to me?
