I think anything sounds good with a Southern accent.

That's what I need from everybody right now - enjoy life with me.

Twenty-three is old. It's almost 25, which is like almost mid-20s.

Fried Oreos. What were we talking about before? That's pregnancy-brain for ya! Ha ha ha ha!

It's been hard, but I've finally come to the realization that it's okay to not be perfect.

Giving up my scotch? My Macallan 18? That was hard for me! Though now that doesn't even sound good, being pregnant. You crave other things. A big thing of water sounds great!

What if I accidentally hit somebody? Because my dad took one of his friends golfing, and it was, like, one of his first times and he knocked out a duck. Like, I'm scared that's going to happen.