I deal with postpartum feelings by reaching out to mom friends. I became very close with some of the women in my prenatal yoga class.

My body wasn't made to look good in a string bikini. It was made to feed and nurture a child.

I am moved by the spirit of Angolans and the work UNICEF is doing, but I am saddened by the hardships I have seen, and the fact that a little flexing of financial muscle from rich countries could do so much.

First, accept sadness. Realize that without losing, winning isn't so great

I've learned that exercise alone is not enough to stay healthy - it's a whole lifestyle.

My passion should be clear and please know it runs deep within all levels of my consciousness. I feel it. I feel everything.

Baseball is my escape. The sights, the sounds, the way the park smells. There is truly no place I would rather be than at a game.