“In life, no two days are the same for me. It’s like a snowflake.”

I’ve always been told I have a giant placenta.

I’m not overly focused on being loved by everybody.

I’m scared of the unknown future.

I didn’t binge when I was pregnant.

I don’t think it’s good to constantly talk about your own weight and the fact that you look fat in jeans.

I love pregnancy and the bump and the whole thing.

You have to work for everything. Marriage should not be any different.

Being with my family is my highest priority.

Exercise is like an old friend: You may not be able to see that friend all the time, but you’re not mad when you see them, you’re happy, and you get right back into it.

Food is not your best friend or enemy.

Depriving yourself will, ironically enough, lead to rebelling and weight gain.

You choose happiness. You don’t wait for it to choose you.

I like to look nice, but I’m not marketing being beautiful.

I balance it all by being extremely organized, and I am a very efficient delegator.

I always know that I am where I am supposed to be. I don’t feel torn and I think that is really important.

I think that yoga, it really is a process.

To live two days in succession on the same spiritual plane is a tragedy

I’m exchanging molecules every 30 days with the natural world and in a spiritual sense I know I am a part of it and take my photographs from that emotional feeling within me, rather than from an emotional distance as a spectator

When I have bad days, I just eat lots of chocolate ice cream and dance to the ‘Lion King’ soundtrack. It’s really odd, but it’s true.

These are the days of miracle and wonder.

Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.

Don’t just count your days, make your days count.

Let your first interest be in your home. The baby you hold in your arms will grow quickly as the sunrise and the sunset of the rushing days.

You were my sunshine on all my rainy days.