I was leaning against the refrigerator watching my six-month-old do tummy-time when I asked the other women in the room (with kids older than mine), “At what stage in your kids’ lives do you think you were, or will be, your best mom-self?” One mom answered, “When my oldest was still in the womb.” Another laughed, “When they’re adults.” I laughed too, in that holy-crap-I-was-not-expecting-that sort of way.