The early days of motherhood are magical; I can think of no other life event for which one would so willingly sign up given that the modicum of joy is immediately offset by the loss of independence, feelings of inadequacy when faced with an inconsolable infant, and -- of course -- the crushing exhaustion. Yep. It's awesome.

I have two children. I also have stretch marks on my thighs, a little doughy place on my tummy that no sit ups seem to tone, and breasts that are a full cup size smaller than they were before I got pregnant for the first time. I have a difficult time buying dresses because my bottom half is so much larger than my top half, and finding a bra that fits correctly is like looking for the Holy Grail. One could argue that I am a prime candidate for a "mommy makeover." Not familiar with the "mommy makeover"? It's plastic surgery for moms, designed to put everything back where it was before the baby: typically, it includes a breast lift with or without implants, a tummy tuck, and liposuction. The idea is to restore your postpartum body to its prepartum glory. Never mind that your body probably wasn't perfect before the baby, either. It will be now. And we all know that having the perfect body is what really makes you a good mother. Right?