Happened when J was about 5 months old. Hubby forwards me a random email he got at work that the Tyra show is looking for new mommies for an upcoming show. He thought I would delete it like I do all his other forwards. But for whatever reason, on that day, I decided to make the phone call to the producer at the Tyra show. Conversations ensued. I had to talk to assistants, assistant producers and finally the producer herself (I guess J was napping well that day!). We talked about all sorts of stuff, from poopy diapers to breast feeding (where I discussed my bloody nipples) to stretch marks (I forwarded them pics of my belly - what was I thinking?!?!) to sex after baby (or lack there of) to loss of hair (mine came out in handfuls). They LOVED me...I'm one of those people who is not easily embarrassed and was willing to give some pretty juicy details about my life.
Basically the girl told me that I would be picked up (in a LIMO) driven to the studio where I would have my HAIR and MAKEUP DONE and they would give me my question there. They said anything we discussed on the phone is up for grabs for me to ask on air. Okay - that made me a little nervous. I discussed some pretty personal stuff - but I figured - why not?
Oh and what they don't tell you is that you're going to be gone for well over 6 hours...my family was very worried...but in the end it was fun and I got an adorable T-shirt and my fave Tyra mug (if we were on Oprah I probably would've gotten a Bugaboo - but whatever!)