Wellness Ninja

A few years ago, I had just dropped my daughters at childcare.

I was sitting in my car outside, feeling that familiar wave of guilt about leaving them. I was already mentally rehearsing the workday ahead and trying to pull myself together enough to walk into work and act “normal.”

Meanwhile, the i...

“Yo brooo!” my daughter yells to her sister from the next room.
Within seconds, they’re both suddenly side by side on the couch, baggy pants and tank tops on, laptops balanced precariously on their knees.

Yes… I live with tweenies.

It’s like living inside the movie set of “Dude, Where’s My Car?” , ...