March 25

I started watching Dancing with the Stars back in 2006, when I was pregnant with Logan and desperate to find something entertaining to watch that would get me through a few hours of nausea a week.

Seven years and a lot of changes later, it's still a part of my Monday night routine. Somehow, it's comforting to watch those familiar faces hoofing it alongside random celebrities. Trivial? Yes. But fun? Absolutely. And albeit a weird one, it's definitely a blessing to me.