By Raakhee Mirchandani for Elle Magazine

Most days I'm a fine mom: Satya, my 3-year-old is fed, mostly clean and laughs more than she cries. She has more veggies than cheese in her tummy, enough crayons on her easel and an unhealthy obsession with both Wonder Woman and FLOTUS. I love seeing the big wide world through her little eyes—kids have the crazy ability to find little bits of happiness in every situation and I'm naturally a more glass-is-half-empty-holy-shit-fill-the-fucking-glass kind of person.