While in Florida this past weekend for a girl's weekend with my mom and sister, we stopped for a Starbucks…an addiction that I'm thinking about quitting. The young woman behind the counter who took my order was about 7 months pregnant. All belly. Very cute! This was her first baby and she was obviously excited.

Since my sister and I were pregnant at the same time, and both chose not to find out the gender, when we're together we often reminisce about that time and how we were both VERY surprised when we both had girls. As we continued to reminisce, while our drinks were being made, the young woman politely listened. It was when I mentioned to her that my sister had an 11 pound baby after a 23-hour labor that she smiled and walked away.

I had to chuckle. It was definitely a case of TMI (Too Much Information) for her. I tried to remember when I was pregnant with my first. There was a blissful ignorance (or I guess you could call it denial) when you really don't want to know certain things, and you just know that you don't want to know.

That is why, in my book, The Get Organized Guide for New Moms, I stick to the things that are within your control, such as choosing a pediatrician, organizing the baby's nursery, controlling the chaos…so moms-to-be feel empowered and physically prepared for motherhood…because new moms know that there are those situations that are better experienced when they arrive.