Have you ever felt like you had a broken body? Do you talk about it? Actress Elisabeth Rohm opens up about motherhood and body image in her new book, Baby Steps, and we had a chance to talk to her about it.

My daughter is beautiful and smart and funny and graceful and witty and brilliant, and for four years, I nodded my head in agreement with every Joe off the street who told me she is exactly like me... when I thought exactly none of those things about myself.

I need to get my body back from all of these other people and their opinions about what exactly it should be doing and how it should be looking at any given moment. It is mine, and we are on an adventure.

To remember that I am not my body, that my value does not lie with how my body looks, makes me feel just a little bit better.

Will we ever move on from our obsession with "post-baby bodies"? Elizabeth Banks certainly hopes so. The actress' remark that she's "really a mom" ...

I saw the photos the paparazzi snapped of you leaving yoga class and the way the media twisted those photos into something negative. But you continued on, seeming to not let the media's obsession with your weight impact your desire to be a positive role model for other new moms. And that's where our bond comes in.

As hubby's BMI plummets, the feeling that I'm failing grows and grows, as does my desire for a big, decadent piece of thick, gooey, molten chocolate lava cake with coffee ice cream on top and then maybe some creamy fettuccini alfredo for dessert. Man, I'm getting hungry.

I want them to become women who remember me modeling impossible beauty. Modeling beauty in the face of a mean world, a scary world, a world where we don't know what to make of ourselves.

hen I had my first baby and it was just me in my body again, I began to feel anxious about my new identity as a woman. I switched gears from being okay with losing myself to grasping tightly to the idea that all would be lost if I let the old me, the presumed "real" me, go.

Congratulations, Tracy, here's your fifteen minutes of fame.

I had my daughter a little over three months ago and weird stuff's still going on. Stuff all those people telling me, "Think you're tired now? Wait 'til the baby gets here!" forgot to fill me in on.

In a world where it is considered ill-mannered to discuss a woman's weight, what I am about to say may shock you. I'm a little shocked that I'm writing it. I weighed 210 pounds when my son was born.

What if we truly loved and appreciated all that our bodies did to help bring our children into the world?

Before I became a parent, I would have sworn none of this ever would have happened. I'm from the Northeast. We wear clothes. We do not wander about the house in our underwear... The idea of walking around half clothed in front of my kid? No thank you.

When my friends and I decided to pose for photographs of our post-baby bodies, I don't think any of us anticipated what would happen next.