I really romanticized being pregnant. Then I realized, this is awful!

I don't want to lose my fitness. I'm 45. I have two babies. I've got a long way to go and I want to keep in tiptop shape. There's no magic bullet.

I really love and it is important to me to be physically fit.

If I have a 12 or 14 hour workday, I am home the next. I cut out anything that is frivolous or doesn't need to be done.

I'd never say no to surgery in the future, because I feel like, as I get older, I'm going to face temptation more.

I like bringing the girls on set, but if I can't do that then the next day I feel I have to be uber-mum to make up for it. Then I'm exhausted and feel like I'm running in fumes.

It's kind of ironic that if I get my Ph.D., I'll be a real doctor