One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got into my pajamas I'll never know.
Sometimes I'm so tired I look down at what I'm wearing and if it's comfortable enough to sleep in I don't even make it into my pajamas. I'm looking down and I'm like 'T-shirt and stretchy pants? Yup that's fine. It's pajama-y good night.'
Because of my unique experience as my mom's child the beginning of my journey was more about me trying to figure out who I was on my own. My mom is one of the greatest moms and so supportive of all my siblings and of all of us being who we are and not who she wanted us to be.