I was looking at myself, and acknowledged that I wasn't in love at all with him [husband]. I was in love with having children.

I personally do not believe I'm irresponsible. Everything I do revolves around my children.

The majority of people do not accept my choices.

I have no interest in being famous. I'd love to vanish from the public eye as soon as I can.

Are we defined by our choices? Our behavior? Our actions? No. I don't believe that defines our worth.

My mom, we had a relationship. I knew she loved me. I always knew she loved me. But she didn't, openly or overtly, express, you know, affection and love. But I - I knew. I knew she did.

That was always a dream of mine, to have a large family, a huge family.