TNEHITD, or “there’s not enough hours in the day to get it all done stress” is the number one condition affecting parents today. Medical fact? Nope. Parental experience? You bet. When was the last time you spoke to a parent who said “today I did everything I set out to do”? If you find one, encourage them to share their secret with you (and resist the urge to punch them in the face). In my circles, I tend to hear variations of the same theme: “running” - from one place to the next, from one task to another, out of time, out of gas - and it pretty much mirrors my life. Not only are we struggling to fit everything into one day, but we feel guilty when any one of those things is not done correctly because another got in its way. Don’t get me wrong, suffering from TNEHITD does not make me an unhappy person, I love my life and consider myself extremely lucky. But on most days I feel like I’m on a TGV that is going so fast it could derail, and there’s no pleasant jingle to announce I have reached my final destination. Did I reply to that last email? What will I make the kids for dinner tonight? I really must remember to buy more toilet paper. What was the first thing again?