My mother used to dress rather risqué when I was a kid, and that sort of shocked me. I always thought moms were supposed to wear cardigans and flats, but she was in leather bracelets and minidresses. In hindsight, I thought it was pretty cool, but I'm probably more conservative because of it.

Everything I touched in the kitchen turned out crappy, no matter how closely I followed the recipe or copied the cooking show.

We're all going through so much hard, wonderful, amazing . . . it's blessings; it's lessons; it's hardship; it's life. I guess, I don't know what the definition of life is. I now know the meaning of my life, because of my daughters, but mine is one little tiny speck in the universe. It's nice to not be pretending everything is perfect all the time, because it isn't, but I do love happiness and joy and optimism.

The more you do speak from the heart, rather than thumping the agenda, people will listen or relate or open themselves up more.

I've approached so many things in my life with such intensity that I want to approach motherhood with dedication and focus.

Any acting roles will be few and far between until my kids are older and by then, who knows what I'll want to do?

I'm not insecure. I've been through way too much f**king sh*t to be insecure. I've got huge balls. But I've been humbled. That makes you grateful for every day you have.