It's not a bad thing, is it, to be strong in some ways and fragile and vulnerable in others?

I rebelled by not getting straight A's and not following the path that my elder sister did. She was valedictorian and is very exemplary in her way. I look a lot like her, so I just had to do the opposite. Not that I got bad grades, but I was all about performance and just finding any way that I could to be involved in any kind of production.

In my teens, I was never part of the cool crowd.

I think all of us have our inner 13-year-old a lot closer to the surface than we're willing to admit even to ourselves.

I wish I was one of those cute pregnant girls who wear skinny jeans throughout their pregnancies. But I just gain weight.

The news of my pregnancy got out when I was in the middle of my first trimester. I hadn't even had a chance to tell my friends. That alone was so ugly. It made me hyper-protective ... I feel uncomfortable with people reading too much about my pregnancy or my relationship. It grosses me out. It's too sweet to read about or dissect.

I would roll up pennies to take the subway to work in Times Square. I was broke, but I was happy.