I've Had Paranoid Panic Attacks.

I Keep Kind Of Making Certain Mistakes In Public Appearances Over And Over Again.

Kids Are A Huge Sacrifice; They Change Everything - But I'm Ready To Work For Things Of Greater Importance Than Going Out To Meet Someone For Dinner At 10 O'clock At Night.

Isn't It So Weird The Day You Wake Up And You're Just Going With The Flow? And You Just Suddenly Are A Mom.

I'm Not Terribly Sentimental.

My Good Friends Are Mormon, Some Of The Best People I Know.