It starts at the hospital where we give birth. We push out a human being through a place that we think could not possibly fit a baby or worst they cut us open and demand that we walk around hours after giving birth. I am convinced If men gave birth they would be in hospital for a month with daily massages, Sports Center in HD and round the clock nanny and personal chef. Yes, have spent the day resentful of my husband. All I wanted was for someone to make me some tea. Just put a stinking tea bag in some hot water and voila. Did I ask for one? NOOO! He should just KNOW that is what I need. That would have made me feel better. Everyone wants to feel taken cared of when we're sick right? I mean we are moms...when we are cut do we not bleed? When we're sad do we not cry? When we are hacking like seals do we not need a little nurturing too? But, moms are not supposed to be sick. I know my mom waited until her kids were grown to do all that illness stuff. Just when I had lost all faith in my family.....after a particularly bad coughing fit my son asked "Mom... are you OK?" I said yes. There, was that so hard people? A little empathy is all I ask. I spent the next ten minutes making tea, then starting dinner and giving my husband dirty looks when he wasn't looking. I looked at the "MOM Handbook" that was given to me at the hospital and good golly there it is.....Now that you are a mom you will not get sick until your children are 21 years of age.....well that's it I broke the rule. And as a mom I do not like to break the rules....I guess I'm not sick after all....cough cough hack hack cough ahchooooo wheeze uuuugh.