I loved raising my kids. I loved the process, the dirt of it, the tears of it, the frustration of it, Christmas, Easter, birthdays, growth charts, pediatrician appointments. I loved all of it.

I think while all mothers deal with feelings of guilt, working mothers are plagued by guilt on steroids!

What is free time? I'm a single mother. My free moments are filled with loving my little girl.

I am truly my mother's son.

My sisters and mom raised me to respect women and open doors for them.

My mother gets all mad at me if I stay in a hotel. I'm 31-years-old, and I don't want to sleep on a sleeping bag down in the basement. It's humiliating.

I wanted to escape so badly. But of course I knew I couldn't just give up and leave school. It was only when I heard my mom's voice that I came out of my hiding place.

Mother is far too clever to understand anything she does not like.

Everyone checks out my mom. My mom's hot.

I want to be a cool mom.