A. Be kind to yourself. (My mom says it to me all the time, possibly because she knows I need permission.)
A. I'm sitting on the couch with my laptop, my husband is beside me watching hockey, and my kids are sleeping peacefully in their beds. Add a pound of dark chocolate and that's heaven.
A. Cereal. I know, what am I, sixteen? But it's tasty and filling and fortified so I probably wouldn't get scurvy and die. And yay for carbs.
A. I'd be my husband, because then I'd still be us, but I wouldn't have to be me. It's complicated.
A. Humility. Kindness. Intelligence.