Motherhood is a dream. It really is absolutely amazing.

I care about what people think of my heart, my music, my passion.

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

I'm really clumsy, so I trip and fall a lot. And every time I perform in New York my pants split onstage. That's happened four or five times. Every time, I pull on my mom's jeans as fast as I can, so there we are, standing backstage without our pants on. It's like a curse.

It was like a death in the family: You go through the mourning stage, then the rebellion, and then all of a sudden you have to find life by yourself. . . . I loved everything about marriage. I loved having a companion to wake up with and have barbecues with. But things happen and people grow apart. I don't really ever talk about the divorce because it was a heart-wrenching thing to go through.

It's like carrying a bowling ball! Almost done.

The average person expels flatulence 15 times each day!