As Moms, we are givers. We take care of everyone else. We eat cold food. We might get a shower every other day. (I said might.) We might wear the same shirt two days in a row because we weren’t able to get to the laundry yesterday. We put ourselves at the end of the list because we’ve grown up with the misnomer that that’s what makes a good mom. (I actually think that's a loose definition of a martyr, but what do I know?)