I never wear pants in my life. I never thought I'd say this, but I miss wearing pants. For the first time in my life, I miss my pants.

Getting pregnant wasn't easy, and I found that devastating. I really beat myself up for waiting so long when I'd always wanted children and family had been the basis of my happiness my whole life.

Having a crying baby is inspiration to get the job done quickly.

I'm very self-conscious having my picture taken, so I clown around. My driver's license photo looks like a blonde Elvis.

As comfortable as I was with my adoption, the nature-versus-nurture question has been a big one for me. I adore my parents, but I always wondered if I would feel a different kind of love-not more or less, just different-for someone who was biologically related.

In college, I was a weather anchor for the local news. I would 'borrow' my forecast from The Weather Channel.

I squirrel away sealed greeting cards that people give me so I can open them later when I'm having a bad day.