Ah, Jennifer Lopez is human and not just a multifunctional robotic arse. She appears to be suffering from the post natal blues, if reports are to be believed (if it's written down, I believe it): "Jennifer wants to be the perfect mother, but she crumbles if any normal little thing goes wrong. If the twins cry, she thinks it's because she's a bad mom, and bursts into tears herself... Marc is concerned that she's not eating properly or sleeping because she's obsessed with looking after the twins... If she leaves them with her own mother for a couple of hours to have some time off, she beats herself up about it and feels guilty. Marc has forced Jen to take some time off and have a massage to unwind, but she even struggled to relax during that. He wants her to stop worrying abut the kind of mother she's being and just enjoy it." You see, a pack of producers, lighting experts and all other manner of trickery can be employed to make your albums and (most of) your films palatable. When it comes to having the babbies, however, perfection can not be purchased. Seriously, take up Skelator's offer of some downtime - everything seems better after a little kip.
