Ashwagandha – Adaptive agent – anti-stress

Ashwagandha is an herb that is used in Ayurvedic medicine for various ailments, one being an adaptogen (anti stress) and I began taking it about 3 weeks ago to test it out.  Below are details of it pulled from

Ashwagandha is a plant. The root and berry are used to make medicine.

Ashwagandha has a lot of uses. But so far, there isn’t enough information to judge whether it is effective for any of them.

Ashwagandha is used for arthritisanxiety, trouble sleeping (insomnia), tumors,tuberculosisasthma, a skin condition marked by white patchiness (leukoderma),bronchitis, backache, fibromyalgia, menstrual problems, hiccups, and chronic liverdisease.

Ashwagandha is also used as an “adaptogen” to help the body cope with daily stress, and as a general tonic.

Some people also use ashwagandha for improving thinking ability, decreasing pain and swelling (inflammation), and preventing the effects of aging. It is also used forfertility problems in men and women and also to increase sexual desire.

Ashwagandha is applied to the skin for treating wounds, backache, and one-sided paralysis (hemiplegia).

The name Ashwagandha is from the Sanskrit language and is a combination of the word ashva, meaning horse, and gandha, meaning smell. The root has a strong aroma that is described as “horse-like.”

In Ayurvedic, Indian, and Unani medicine, ashwagandha is described as “Indian ginseng.” Ashwagandha is also used in traditional African medicine for a variety of ailments.

Don’t confuse ashwagandha with Physalis alkekengi. Both are known as winter cherry.

How does it work?

Ashwagandha contains chemicals that might help calm the brain, reduce swelling (inflammation), lower blood pressure, and alter the immune system.

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I began to take Ashwagandha to help with coping with daily stress and insomnia and it has been working.  I must say that I am also practicing mindfulness, 4 7 8 breathing techniques and have been doing some “clearing” of physical clutter, so it might be a combination of all but I recommend trying it.  I take it once a day, in the evening, after dinner with a full glass of water.

Over the last few weeks, I have noticed that I am more relaxed, more patient and slowly getting back to my “happy-go-lucky” self.  My children are also more relaxed, have less tantrums and are sleeping better.  Go figure – if I am more relaxed they are too… 🙂  The energy you feel is projected to those around you whether you try to cover it up by acting happy and relaxed or not.  Especially children, they are like little sponges and absorb the negative or positive vibes you project internally and externally.  So, reducing your stress is important for your overall health and well-being and mental sharpness, but also important for those around you to include your friends, families, partners and children!  It is even good for reducing the visceral fat around your middle!!!  🙂

Another natural anti-inflammatory and overall good supplement is Turmeric which can be added to your daily food by using the spice, taking the spice mixed with raw honey daily (especially during cold or allergy season), or taken daily in capsules (curcumin).



Testing… Testing… Is this thing on or does my 3 year old just choose to ignore me

My 3 year old is the sweetest most lovable, caring, energetic and adorable little boy in the world… most of the time.  Some days or often weeks, while he is still cute and lovable, he tests every single thing all day and it is SO DRAINING!  I love him to death but sometimes I just don’t understand and succumb to the idea that this is another phase that we will love to endure and rejoice and laugh when it is complete.  

Any of these sound familiar?

Refusing to put his shoes on and then I try to put them on and then he wants to do it by himself but he doesn’t.

Demanding for things to be on his terms and when there is push back from myself or my husband chaos ensues and sometimes even stomping out of the room… is it me or did he just turn into a teenager with raging hormones?

Fighting bed time with everything he has… it is amazing what comes up as reasons for not going to sleep…. scared, have to pee, have to drink, hungry, monsters, sick, itchy, hot, cold, sweaty….

Exerting independence every step of the way, except when requested to do it… WHAT?  So, I have learned to phrase things I want him to do in such a way that it sounds like it is his idea… this takes work!

Not to mention I have given up on trying to put a coat on him… he will take it with him but he will not wear it unless he actually feels cold – which is amazing to me.  He does not feel cold.  Now he wears shorts all the time… sometimes under pants but shorts and a t-shirt – sometimes with a long sleeve over top but not usually.  I do, however, get him to at least wear soccer socks pulled up so his legs are somewhat covered in the chilly weather.

I could go on, but I won’t.

I will say that I am at a loss for what to do about what he learns from other kids at school and such.  I cannot control what other kids say but he has a hard time understanding why he cannot do or say those things when his friends do.  This is concerning… he also has learned things such as saying I don’t like or love you when he doesn’t get his way… I don’t take it personally but it is still concerning that he would say this.  We are a very loving family, lots of hugs and kisses and we say we love each other often and ensure that our children know we love them even when we are putting them in time out or expressing frustrations with a certain action… so I can only imagine he learned this at school???!!

Anyway, we are working our way through these issues but would love to hear any comments or suggestions.  Our way of parenting is to let them be kids and guide them through, allow them to express emotion and teach them what that means and how to express emotion in healthy ways, be kind, give them space to learn on their own, etc… but some days  I just want to pull my hair out…



You are beautiful, you are deserving

You are beautiful, you are deserving of all the love, passion, experiences, desires… yes, YOU.  So often we all, men and women alike, are afraid of transition, afraid of change, of the unknown, afraid to love and accept love, to love OURSELVES, the way we are – for who we are and recognize the beauty in ourselves, our partners, our families, our friends.

You are beautiful, you are deserving….

Do not be afraid to show the light you have inside of yourself.  All living things have a gift and when you share that gift and open your heart and mind you allow others to do so as well.  By being genuinely you and allowing your strengths to shine and exposing your weaknesses allows others to be closer to you and allows love to flow into your heart.

You are beautiful, you are deserving….

Surround yourself with those that offer you positive energy, that are supportive of you, that give you energy.  You deserve to be lifted up, to be given a chance to show the world your light.  As my husband has taught me people can be energy givers or energy takers and if your cup of energy is being depleted more than it is being filled then you are surrounding yourself with the wrong people.  Take time to choose your relationships wisely and if you realize a relationship is unhealthy have the courage to break those ties.  It is important for your health, your life, your soul.

You are beautiful, you are deserving…

A partnership whether friend, lover, family, co-worker should have more positive interactions than negative.  Communication should be fair and open.  It should be a partnership not a dictatorship.  You are strong and intelligent and are able to take care of yourself and yet share your life with your partners, friends, lovers, etc.  Love yourself.  Love the way you look, the way you feel.  Do not allow another to put a demand on you that you do not agree with, that you don’t want.  Love is about sharing and allowing your partner to be FREE to truly be who they are.  NEVER SACRIFICE your sense of freedom.

You are beautiful, you are deserving….

A quote that has stuck with me, although I do not know where it is from: People accept the love they feel they deserve…. so believe and know that you deserve a fair and free true love from friends, family, lovers and anything less is not love but control.  You deserve to be surrounded by positive energy.

YOU are beautiful, you are deserving….

Stressed out mom!

ok… so I am stressed out – I should have realized it but now that I have been sick for 6 weeks and it is rare that I get sick at all;  my doctors, family and friends are pointing to STRESS… and I agree.  I have too much on my plate.  It is the core of my being though so how do I make the change – I used to be so free-spirited and carefree in my personal life and only type-A in my work life.  What happened to that me?  Is she still hiding in there under the work and school papers, computers, laundry, dishes, runny noses, and dog hair????  She has to be – right?  So I need to do some “spring” cleaning on my house and in my soul. I need to find a way to feel free again – it is possible even with responsibilities and a family.

My current day involves getting up at 645 or 7 or sometimes 5 depending on if everyone sleeps through the night – oh and sometimes they may have yelled out for me or my husband several times throughout the night (I hope that stops soon).  Then getting breakfast for everyone while standing and eating my shredded wheat (which works out b/c I like it soggy).  Then we run to daycare so I can get to school by 830 for a class that frustrates me to no end because the generation of “college-aged” students have an unbelieveable sense of entitlement – but I will save that for another post or rant.  After class, I head to my office, work, then try to get some groceries to have a healthy dinner – pick up the kids around 430 or 5 and head home.  Get dinner ready, play superhero or bad guy – depending on my son’s mood and whether my daughter wants to chase us, dancing with them in the kitchen, , snuggle with them as much as I can then read to them, put them in bed and then … actually have a conversation with my husband without interruption and do whatever I need to – clean the dishes, house, schoolwork, etc.

Now, when my husband is in town, he helps with taking them to school, picking them up, getting them in bed, playing music with them, helping with dishes.  This is a huge help – and I probably don’t tell him enough in all of the chaos – Honey – I love you and all that you do to help me and I am sorry I do not tell you enough.  I will also actually tell him.

Ok so I am stressed – no more and no less than any other parent in the world.  I just need to manage it better.  My typical answer is running but currently I am unable to run due to illness and injury so … I need to get back to my meditation days and deep breathing exercises.   I plan to ease back in with 4 7 8 Breathing Exercises.

4-7-8 Breathing:

This is great because it can be done anywhere, anytime of day, and in any position.  When you first start do it in a seated position – back straight and be mindful of your posture.  Put the tip of your tongue behind your upper teeth where they meet the tissue and keep it there the entire exercise.

EXHALE completely through your mouth making a sigh or whoosh sound,

Close your mouth and INHALE quietly through your nose to a count of FOUR,

Hold your breath for a count of SEVEN

EXHALE completely through your mouth making the same sound as before but this time to a count of EIGHT (breath out slowly).

Do this sequence a total of 4 times at least once a day if not more.

I am also going to plan my family meals in advance.  I don’t know if I mentioned it but I am not a good planner – I am very typically spontaneous so this is going to be hard work but I think it will pay off in the end.

I am going to make time for myself away from my family – ME TIME.  I always feel rejuvenated when I do this – I just don’t do it enough.

I am going to cherish my husband and do special things for him and with him.  I think too often we and many couples just get in the motion of life and take each other for granted.  We all need to be reminded that you love your partner so treat them like you do – talk to them with love and discuss frustration don’t act it out and do small things that let them know you care everyday not just on holidays.  This is important for your relationship and also for your children to see the love their parents share and strive toward a positive, loving, caring relationship.

My mom, my inspiration….her story

My mom is my inspiration… she died fairly unexpectedly on November 8, 2011 when I was 7 months pregnant with my second child and only daughter.  She was my mom and she was one of my closest friends and I miss her deeply.  Her strength, courage, and spirit have always moved me in many ways but she has been my inspiration to make changes in my life and to enjoy the moments and to be present.

My mom, Cathy, lived her life to the fullest each and every day, always with a smile on her face even though she fought daily against the symptoms of Crohn’s and Colitis.  She was diagnosed around the age of 34 with Crohn’s and Colitis after she had me, her youngest and only daughter.  Cathy struggled with severe episodes that sent her into the hospital frequently sometimes several times a year and often resulting in surgery to remove parts of her intestine.  She was a fighter and fought through years of surgeries and pain and discomfort and diarrhea and then she went to Cleveland Clinic and underwent a surgery that put a splint in her intestines and kept them from ulcerating and connecting to each other and did not have a severe episode for 10 years!!!!  She had the daily discomfort of diarrhea since she had such a small amount of intestine left and remained on various drugs but you would never know it… .she smiled each day and took great joy in her family and friends.  She LOVED people…. she then had to have a few other surgeries but the severe episodes were less and less, although I think she would have loved to get rid of the daily symptoms she endured… gas, diarrhea, bloating, occasional fissures, etc.

She and I became closer and closer over the last 7 years and I am so grateful to have known her in a way that meant so much more… she was my friend.  We listened to each other, learned from each other, shared with each other.  This may sound so strange coming from a daughter about a mother – but I was proud of her… she grew as a person in the last 5-7 years of her life.  She allowed her mind to be opened to new ways of thinking and became curious about other cultures and ways of life.  She was able to see outside of what she knew and step outside of her comfort zone and accept and learn…. even if she didn’t agree with whatever it was…  not many can do this and it makes me so proud of her.

I was engaged in Dec 2007 and in Feb 2008 she called to tell me her kidney function was deteriorating and they are monitoring it.  She was worried but we remained hopeful that this would not progress.  I was married in November 2008 and she looked beautiful at my wedding… she was glowing and at the healthiest weight I had ever seen.  Her normal throughout my life was around 90 lbs (at 5’4″) and at my wedding she was around 130 lbs and looking amazing!  She had a wonderful time at the wedding and made such an impression on all of our friends whom she met for the first time.  She had a way of being everyone’s friend immediately… it was as if she had known you forever even though you were meeting her for the first time.  In Oct 2009, my son was born and she was so excited.  She had such a way with him … she was the first to make him laugh and she would talk to him constantly – she loved to talk and she was a bit of a loud talker – and now my son has inherited this from her ;0).  She would get on the floor and play and laugh with him.. he adored her and still loves his “mi-mi”.  He called her mi-mi because he was trying to say grammy but it came out mi- mi so… to this day and forever more she will be known as mi-mi in our house!

Then, in 2010 her kidney function continued to decline at a rapid pace.  The doctors were playing with the various drugs she was on, she started to require b12 injections and blood transfusions, and her health declined… and declined.  By 2011 she was constantly feeling cold, very cold – in 90 degree weather she would wear several sweatshirts.  She was so tired she could barely get out of bed… which was so unlike her.  She was a mover – constantly moving and going.  My husband, son and I took her to NYC in April 2011 and she was in bad shape.  She was so cold, had no energy and was unable to do normal activities.  I was extremely worried and started to call all of her doctors.  I don’t, still to this day, understand why it took them so long to get her on dialysis.  Her function was low enough for it and they kept trying to get it up.. but she suffered for a long time without dialysis.  Then they started her dialysis, put a stint in her arm and she had some set backs with that but overall was doing better.  She was suffering with a bit of depression because the dialysis was a lot – 3 times a week and she felt trapped by it… but she pushed on and was excited to go through the process of testing to be a kidney recipient.  I had planned to be the donor early on, but I became pregnant so my brother was going to be the donor and start the process after she was cleared.

On October 28th, I spoke to her at 4pm and she was excited to be coming down to visit us and to be here for my son’s 2nd birthday party on the 30th.  She was feeling good and she and my dad were planning to drive down the following morning.  Then, at 7pm I received a call from my Dad that he was taking her to the emergency room because she started having severe pain in her abdomen.  My mom never complained about pain unless it was hospital worthy so he knew he had to take her.  They admitted her ran scans and decided to do surgery on the 30th to remove her colon because it was so severely infected.  I cancelled the party and flew up to be with her.  She looked terrible – around 88 lbs and tired, but was glad I could be there before surgery.  She told me she was scared and I told her it would be ok and that having her colon removed might give her some freedom from having to use the bathroom so often (trying to find the silver lining).  She went into surgery and they expected it to be at a minimum 4-6 hours.  My brothers, father and I waited together in the waiting room.  One hour later the surgeon came into the waiting room and said he had to stop the surgery.  He had started to cut away at the scar tissue from 15 abdominal surgeries and punctured her intestine.  He was unable to get to the colon to remove it so he said they were going to have to try to clear the infection with antibiotics.  I asked what he felt her chances were and he said 50-50.  We were all shocked and overwhelmed.  This was not what we were expecting at all.  We remained positive…

We all went to see her in ICU and as she was in and out of consciousness from the anesthesia, she did not know what had happened.  We comforted her and waited to inform her until she was fully awake.  The nurses told us to go home and get rest because she likely would not be alert enough until the morning.  I asked that they not tell her anything until one of us was with her…. unfortunately the surgeon told her at 6am the next morning before we arrived.  She called me crying… but then when I got there soon after she wanted to talk about her estate.  I told her that she could beat this and pushed her to positive thinking – I don’t think I wanted to see her dying as a possibility.

The next week was a roller coaster.  Her bowel was frozen so she was being fed intravenously and then a tube was taking everything off of her stomach so nothing was getting through her intestines (what was left of them).  She was on a powerful pain medication that made her hallucinate and made her angry – which SHE NEVER WAS.  She refused dialysis and got so scared she tried to pull all of the tubes out and escape the hospital bed.  She had to be restrained.  I asked them to take her off of that and try morphine or another drug for pain.  If she didn’t get dialysis she was going to die because her blood would become toxic.  So, they changed her pain meds and by the next morning, she was normal again and got dialysis and I stayed overnight with her.  The nurses were wonderful – I was largely 7 months pregnant and they were very accommodating to both me and my mother even though they did not need to be.  She showed tremendous improvement… they started to hear movement in her bowels and she began to eat some foods/liquids.  Sunday afternoon they were discussing releasing her in a few days if she continued to improve and Sunday night my son, my dad and I sat in the hospital with her.  She kept laughing about the way he was saying his name and how silly he was…. my son would always make her smile.   We went home late that evening and at 4am received a call from her nurse….she had started bleeding internally in the middle of the night.  They asked us to come right away.  My dad went to her and I stayed until I could get a sitter for my son.  I arrived at the  hospital around 730am and she was smiling and I joked with her about how good her hair looked (it did!) and my brothers, father and I sat around talking with her.  I did not realize she was dying until her legs started to fall asleep and they put her on a morphine drip.  I immediately called my husband and tried to hold back the tears but they just kept coming…. my husband hopped on the first flight he could.

My father told me that afternoon that my mom had decided not to try anything further.  The surgeon recommended her to be sent to another hospital to try a surgery that might stop the bleeding.  She turned to my dad and said she was ready to go and be with her mother (who had died when my mom was in her late 30s) and her sister (who had died 3 months before my mom).  She was ready, she was tired and she was able to make that decision for herself which takes such strength and I am assuming a feeling of no regrets on the way you lived your life.

My mom’s friends and our immediate family were with her all day.  My husband even made it to say his last goodbyes – she adored him as they had a very special relationship.  She talked to each of us… we all had a moment to say goodbye.  I held her hand and told her it was ok, we would all be ok – because even in those last moments she was more concerned about everyone else than herself.   I rubbed her hair, put her hand on my pregnant belly, and held her hand until she took her last breath around 520pm.  As she took her last peaceful breath, a tear dropped from each eye.  My husband said she must have seen something so beautiful to have a tear drop from each eye at that moment and I agree.  I think she felt an overwhelming sense of peace… which helps me although I don’t believe I will ever fully feel at peace with her death.  I miss her deeply.

Holidays… give the simple things… love and hugs

Much of our health is a result of our actions (cause and effect) which can be conscious or subconscious, feelings, emotions, binge eating, taking on too much, stressing out our system and not replenishing with proper nutrients to repair, rebuild, and heal our bodies from the inside out.  It is tough, in our society, to find the time to relax, take a moment, eat something mindfully, enjoy the tastes and textures of whole foods, enjoy our partners, families, children, friends, ourselves… we often never take time for ourselves…. There are ways to work these in to our hectic schedules by tweaking a few things here and there and realizing that somethings are ok left until tomorrow.  Moments are meant to be enjoyed… Be present.  Each moment is a gift.

This is especially true during the holidays.  We are often running here and there more than normal (if that is possible), finding a gift for Aunt Suzie at the last-minute because we didn’t know she was going to be at the holiday get together or whipping up cookies at the last-minute because we feel obligated.  STOP the madness… Breathe, Breathe again and think about what would really be wonderful or that Aunt Suzie may just be happy if you sit and talk with her one on one and really LISTEN to her, acknowledge her and show the love!  It is amazing how many people, especially our elders who do not get enough one on one interaction, enough hugs, enough tender, loving care and attention.

So, during this holiday try to give the gifts that are simple, less stressful, more needed and remembered… not the ones made in China, polluting our planet and thrown in a closet to collect dust.  A hug and time together is most important.

I’ve had enough….

OK, so I think my mind and body have finally had enough of the go, go, go and do, do, do everything for everyone else.  This has been nagging at me for a while but I finally listened to that inner voice today and realized, “I NEED A BREAK!”.  Actually, I just need some me time.  I go and do for everyone else all the time, my kids, my husband, my dad, the daycare, my clients…. I have been allowing everyone to take a little piece of me and not leaving anything or ME.  This may sound selfish but I am realizing that in order to be a good mom, a good wife, a good friend, a good daughter, etc… I need to take time out for me.  Even if that is just a cup of coffee in my house by myself after everyone is gone without turning on my computer or my phone or a good run that gets my mind focused and my body feeling good.

I have always been a little bit of a caretaker and always been and overachiever and what I like to call “Optimistic with my time”.  But now, with kids and dogs, and work and school and everything else… I don’t have time to be optimistic with – I need to learn to time manage better.  Somedays, I feel like I am running in circles and not getting much done at all, often making more work for myself in the process.  Learning to focus on one thing at a time will be a great start.

Here is what I will be trying:  Make a list, Focus on one thing at a time, be present in the moment, get it done and enjoy it.  If thoughts come in about all of the other things that need to get done, I will acknowledge the thought, breathe it out and get back to the task at hand.

Wish me luck…..and let me know if anyone else tries this and how it works out.