There are times when mothers forget who they were before they were even a parent. This leads to identity crisis that can make moms ask the question: "Who am I beyond being a mom?"

I am a competitive person. But I’m very “polite” about it, so most people can’t tell that I’ve got a winner’s drive. Suppose it’s because I am aware of my need to be in the lead, therefore I try doubly hard to suppress that side of my personality. Here’s an example. I can do a headstand. (See how I weaved my hidden talent into this post? Ha ha.) So when I see someone trying to do a headstand, I have to tell myself, “don’t you dare take this poor person’s moment away from them. It’s not about you.” Sounds a little harsh? Perhaps. But the old me would have jumped right in there and been a pain-in-the-butt show off. You know the kind of people I’m talking about. I’m one of those people! We are the kind of people who, as hard as we may try, we just can’t help themselves sometimes. We hear a story about something, and we just have to interject — we often end up interrupting the poor guy without being aware of it — with a story of our own. And if it’s a more impressive story, even better! Sounds terrible, right? It’s cause it is! It’s absolutely childish.