I value so many people who have to work full time, definitely single mothers. Their work is the hardest work. I applaud it so much. I absolutely love being a mother. I love his milestones. I love his smile. I love that he's talking and making sentences and telling me he loves me. It's amazing.

For an hour every day, I did something. I was on the elliptical or the treadmill, and if someone asked me to go to a class - whether it was spinning, boxing, yoga, you name it - I went. By the end of the month, I felt so good, I just kept going. I didn't want to lose my momentum.

I would say, if you're buying less expensive clothes, buy two sizes bigger. They'll hang better.

Less mess, less stress. That's my rule! If you don't stay on top of decluttering, it can get out of control. I maintain as much as possible. I'll do seasonal edits and decide what we can toss or donate. If we don't love it, need it or haven't used it in the past year, it's gone.

Be yourself, fill your life with good people, and don't get a big head. It can all be gone tomorrow.

I've also learned that sometimes, no matter how much you want things to work, you have to accept that sometimes they just don't.

I do really well under pressure.