mental health

guess what—there is one thing I do every day already that could be helping prevent those grade school problems well in advance.

On occasion I wonder how soon the unearthly amount of sugar I consume in a day will kill me.

Dear Anxious Mama, You’re not Alone.

I think of that piece of advice all the time. Really. ALL THE TIME.

I thought I'd recognize Postnatal Depression it if it hit me. I didn't. The first time I realized something was wrong, I was already on my way to familicide.

Life isn't going to dramatically change tomorrow. There's nothing I can do BUT accept wholeheartedly and unconditionally the life that our little family leads.

Whether you watch or don't watch "13 Reasons Why", here are 4 shows on Netflix you should watch with your teen that tackles the same tough issues.

Also commonly called "Momnesia", walking into a room and forgetting why you went there, or just plain feeling like your brain doesn't work anymore.

I miss a lot of bedtimes, and there are reasons why that's a good thing for us all.

I’m currently living a life without caffeine. Gang, I’m here to tell you, it’s a challenge that no mortal woman should have to face.

Working out isn't a stand-alone health solution. While it's hard to master everything at once, I'm trying to maintain health and balance in many areas of my life. Here are my points for Body, Mind, Soul, Couple Time, Me Time & Competition.

I've plucked the very best sound bites from famous speakers like Oprah Winfrey, Desmond Tutu, Jon Stewart, and the other names people like to drop at cocktail parties to help us forge ahead on our spiritual journeys, remember our dreams, and to find hope, purpose, and peace in our lives.

The harder work happens in those invisible moments when no one but you sees the struggle: to beat back all the resistance to good health, and to say yes...to do the harder thing consistently in the name of recovery.

New York Times reporter Benedict Carey referred to tears in a recent piece as "emotional perspiration." Given that I sweat a lot and hate deodorant, I suppose it makes sense that I weep often. But I'm not going to apologize for that, because after a good cry, I always feel cleansed, like my heart and mind just rubbed each other's backs in a warm bath.

I dread winter each year because many of my depression busters require sunny skies and temperatures in the 70s. What does a girl who kayaks and bikes for sanity do in the winter? Lots of things. Here are a few of them: