I wasn't at all prepared for the feelings of inadequacy, self-doubt, guilt, and fear that come along with being a mother. Nobody really sits you down and warns you about these feelings before you agree to take on the responsibilities. And then, there is this really stupid need we all seem to have to act like everything is freaking fantastic all the time. And even though I understand that nobody is perfect, I tend to assume others' laundry doesn't pile up, and that their children get the perfect balance of nutrition, sunlight, attention, and exercise every day. I go to bed almost every night with this big lump of guilt in my throat for all the things I didn't accomplish that day. I don't always feel like this, and maybe I won't tomorrow...but right now I feel like such a crappy mom.