There’s a strange kind of myth around multitasking, that it is some elite skill, reserved for the exceptionally organized or the endlessly energetic. People often say it’s hard. I used to believe that too. But I don’t think that definition applies to mothers, especially working mothers. Not because it’s easy for us, but because what we do isn’t multitasking in the traditional sense. It’s something far more intense. It’s context switching between two entirely different worlds that demand completely different versions of you.