five mother's day book recs for all the cool moms in your life

and by "cool" i mean "pissed off"

I promise you, Mothers never think about their lot in life more than they do leading up to Mother’s Day.

How the hell did I get here, they wonder, staring at a mountain of dirty dishes after a long day at work. Wasn’t I supposed to have it all????????

Girl, you do. You have it all.

For eighty-four cents on the dollar.

My kid never behaves worse than he does on Mother’s Day. It’s as if the mere idea of an entire day about me is too much for him to bear. Wait a minute….if we’re thinking about you……..who will be thinking about me?!!?!?!?!?! he screeches as he throws himself to the floor.

Honestly, It wasn’t until I became a mother that I truly understood that I’d been sold a bill of goods. Mother’s Day is a scam, because motherhood is a scam! I grew up in the 80s—our mothers were wearing pants, going to work in offices, demanding equality. I distinctly remember being in elementary school and being told “Women can do anything!!! Even be President!!!”

Well. We know how that turned out.