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How to survive and thrive working the night shift

After spending the majority of my work life starting my shifts at 2 a.m., waking up with the sun always feels like a luxury. Millions of Americans work the night shift—reporters, law enforcement, hospital staff and truck drivers—but keeping “vampire” hours is a huge adjustment. Trust me, I’ve been there!

As a morning news anchor, you not only need to survive the overnight shift, you are required to look happy and perky while doing it.…

5 fitness & diet ‘rules’ that changed my body

When it comes to diet and fitness, I’m a firm believer in lifestyle changes. I want to make lasting improvements in my health. I don’t count calories, nor do I track steps. Instead, I maintain a general awareness of what goes into my body and make sure to balance that out with exercise. My approach to losing the baby weight was much the same, however I did develop a few “rules” that made a big difference.…

Body after baby: Getting your confidence back

Of all the adventurous things I have tackled in my life thus far, I can tell you—definitivelymotherhood tops the list. As I write this, we are approaching Hudson’s first birthday. This little guy brings so much joy, challenge and change (for the betterto my life. He is truly a blessing! A number of you have requested a post regarding my postpartum fitness journey.…

Play: Why adults need ‘recess’ too

The opposite of play is not work, it is depression—Brian Sutton-Smith

There’s something to be said for keeping your “inner child” alive, active and entertained. It’s okay to be playful. In fact, it’s good for you. As adults, we have a tendency to think of play as an unproductive waste of time. I’m here to counter that argument.

At age 34, I still get giddy when passing a playground.…

Mom style & finding YOU again after baby

I think my mother said it best. “You seem happy,” she noted, studying my face carefully. “But the ‘sparkle’ is missing.”

Sparkle? It sounds vague, but deep down I knew what she was talking about. You see, my mother knows me better than I know myself. She picks up on the things I’d never say aloud. It’s as if she can read my internal monologue.