Mother's Day is around the corner and I'm sticking with my usual routine of ordering flowers and avoiding watching Mother's Day the movie for yet another year (it's because of the colourful reviews). Moms are called superheroes but in raising our moms to this status, we avoid treating them as humans with feelings, desires and lives of their own. After all, their routine usually revolves around those of everyone else's in the house.

It hurt when mid conversation a friend's mom once candidly dropped "I never wanted to get married. This isn't a life I would've chosen for myself,' throwing her arms up to refer to the chores that are waiting for her around her house. I am grateful for the sacrifices these moms made. But I also look forward to the day when moms' stories won't be filled with things that mattered to them they needed to give up just to be good moms.