I have this internal battle between, I need to work, I need to work, I need to work and I need to be home with my kids. And the kids win.

I am not pregnant, but I've had three kids, and there is a 'bump.' From now on, ladies, I will have a 'bump' and it will be my 'baby bump,' and let's just all settle in and get used to it. It's not going anywhere.

The rule with marriage is the less you talk about it the better, as far as I can tell.

I don't want a gang of shouting, arguing, law-breaking photographers to camp out everywhere we are, all day every day, to continue traumatizing my kids.

No matter what, it is very tricky and difficult just to be a good parent at all. I have a lot of help. And for that I'm very grateful.

You know how as a kid you picture yourself with a tall, handsome husband, and you imagine him cuddling your baby? Ben is like that, like, on crack.

Well, you can't be trying to achieve success of any kind in this business without accepting that there's going to be a flip side to it.