By Jennifer A. Powell-Lunder, Psy.D., GalTime.com
stressed out
When the alarm goes off at 5:00 AM, I know I have to get up right away. Even a second of dozing off is a second too long of lost time. The day takes off from there and does not stop until my head hits the pillow at bedtime. "Stop the world, I want to get off," I want to shout, but who has time?
This gets me thinking. In an effort to live life to the fullest, are we all overdoing it? Perhaps, but when I signed up to be a working mother no one explained that while you can have it all, there is a price to pay. After all, nothing in life is free, right?
When I was diagnosed with breast cancer in 2008, I remember my initial reaction being not of fear or sadness, I knew I was a strong woman who would beat it; no, I was annoyed. Annoyed because it meant that I would have to slow down just a bit to make time for chemo , then surgery, then recovery. Even then I pushed it. I snuck into my office a week and a half after surgery (I was
