Motherhood is not glamorous. It can be thankless, exhausting, and trying work. It can also be rewarding, fun, and beautiful. Come to think of it, it can be all of those things in one given moment. Nothing can prepare you for it. The best preparation, for me like many women, is remembering how my mom did it. I've been wanting to write a post as a tribute to all the moms out there crushing it or being crushed by this totalizing, full-time job called motherhood around Mother's Day. It will likely be a collection of my stories, memories of my mom, my friends' experiences and a variety of books I've read some of them being: Perfect Madness Motherhood in the Age of Anxiety and The Mask of Motherhood How Becoming a Mother Changes Our Lives and Why We Never Talk About It. DISCLAIMER: This post is neither judgmental or preachy. It's an attempt to create solidarity with those out there tackling the hardest, most important jobs of their lives. Often times I feel a se