I had a bad global worker habit. When a window came for rest or fun that benefited no one but me, I could always think of something more productive, more “serving,” that I could be doing. Even when I’d lie down at night, I’d be popping up like toa...

I knew Nathan was a difficult toddler – constantly in motion, throwing toys, climbing the furniture, breaking whatever wasn’t tied down – but I figured it was just a stage. Then he turned three, and certain developmental milestones were glaringly ...