On Motherhood

So, I've been reading (okay, listening to it while I sew) Goodnight Nobody by Jennifer Weiner and I have to say the angst she writes about in regards to being a SAHM is spot on. I find myself nodding in agreement or chuckling at the character Kate's despair of leaving her life as an independent New Yorker to waste away her days in the burbs hanging at the playground with a bunch of competitive catty mom's who have channeled all the expertise they formally employed as professional into raising perfect little kidlets. But the irony is I live in the burbs, and I eh...know these women. What is it about motherhood that makes us crazed? I was at B&N yesterday and the section on parenting is overwhelming. Did our parents have anyone beyond Dr. Spock advising them? I think we turned out pretty well. Ok, some of us, but you know what I mean. Now we're so bogged down in doing it right instead of connecting with our children's need and listening to our guts. Even on Oprah yesterday they had mom vs. mom wars. The judgment, the superiority it was all a little much. I don't think any mom gives birth and looks at their child and says "I can't wait to fuck this little sucker up" I mean come on! Don't we all want the best for our broad? Aren't we all just trying to do it the best way we know how?