Growing up with three older brothers and being the youngest and the only girl my mom always made me tough. She's taught me over the years how to be a strong independent woman how to carry yourself in a positive way and anything that my brothers can do I can do.

My memory of my mom is a wine glass in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She was a runway fashion model and she was quite a glamorous woman.

I want to make my music and be a happy woman a good wife a good mom and one day hopefully have a child of my own.

I've learned that every working mom is a superwoman.

My mom's the one I look up to for everything. I feel like I'm a lump of clay and she's moulding me into a woman.

For many women going back to work a few months after having a baby is overwhelming and unmanageable. As strange as it may seem things get even more difficult for a working mom after the second and third baby arrive. By that time the romance of being a modern 'superwoman' wears off and reality sets in.

My mom was truly an iconic figure a great journalist and a pioneering woman who died at 54 of cancer without ever having revealed to viewers that she was ill.

If I could be a third of the woman that my mom is and have a third of the strength that she has then I will have done good by this life.

My mom passed away at 41 from diabetes. And I'm 42 thank you. I didn't want to do that to my son. So any time I was at the gym that thing that helped me do that last squat was my son calling some other woman mommy. And that would just give me that extra oomph to do that last squat. I want to be around for him.

I grew up with just my mom. She and I were like best friends. She's a very independent woman and I admire that about her. In my life I've tried to be like that. To be okay with being on my own and being independent.