I'm not very good at being a wife because I break all the rules.

The mouthier I got, the more I'd be celebrated.

Adoption has been a part of my life and a part of my family, so it was how I wanted to start. It felt natural and right to me.

My mother is a realist, and she's had biological and adoptive children, and she said it's no different: No matter what, they're putting a stranger into your arms. You don't know them yet.

I'm not out burning bras, but I'm very opinionated about women owning their power.

I was putting so much time and energy into just my work, but I was raised [to believe] that family comes first.

Isn't it so weird the day you wake up and you're just going with the flow? And you just suddenly are a mom.