Famous Moms: September 2007 Archives

Look, she's just like us!
Ok, she's not exactly Betty Crocker down the street. But with Jodie Foster all over the news promoting her new movie, "The Brave One'' it got me thinking about her motherhood (Sorry, Jodie, since you're so famous we get to deconstruct your life).

Before I go there, though, what about the success of that film? I guess women don't necessarily have a problem with violence if there's a reason for it.

Anyway, back to Jodie as Mom. Over the last ten years or so, she seemed to be putting her career in the back seat to raise her two school-age sons, Charles and Kit. I remember reading that and thinking how rare it was for a star that big to opt to "work at home'' while her kids were little.

Foster has never revealed the paternity of her kids. She's been with the same partner, producer Cydney Bernard, for years. All sounds peachy keen. But what does she tell her kids when they start asking about Dad, who he is, and why he's not there? What would you do?

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I often think that if I could be anyone, I would choose to be Diana Krall. She's a glamorous torch singer and a wicked pianist, and it must be pretty interesting to be married to Elvis Costello. So when I found out we had something in common, I was quite excited.

Here's how it happened: we went to see Diana at the Hollywood Bowl a month ago. Mind you, it was my first time seeing her in concert. But she just seemed a little off - not her music, but her banter. She kept on repeating the names of the band and saying how great it was to be there and how tired she was - it was almost like she was on something, or maybe she is just eccentric, I thought. About midway through the show she finally paused and started to really talk to the audience and then she dropped the bombshell, which was news to me: she gave birth to twin boys last December!

A ha, suddenly everything was so clear. Her symptoms fit exactly with the Multiple Mom syndrome -- extreme fatigue, ability to concentrate if pressed, but generally hazy, and always apologetic. Very familiar. Go Diana!