It was one of those days. In a complete about-face, I packed up lunches in the middle of the morning on a Tuesday and we headed to the park, avoiding unread emails and unfinished virtual school lessons and leaving dishes
You were no longer there today. There is this odd sense of comfort, of relief, that you were gone. That your tissue, your blood, your tiny bones and your heart have become apart of me again. That my body knew
You were just a blurry orb on the ultrasound screen. Your twin was moving around like crazy but my eyes were fixated in the lower corner of the scan. No movement. No flickering heart beat. I squinted my eyes, maybe
Kid to Parent Ratio 4:2 August 2018 The note written in my phone on this day. I was preparing to take an announcement photo of our exciting baby news just weeks away from the one year anniversary of my first
Expecting and TeleHealth
Whether you are expecting during the COVID-19 pandemic or managing other health priorities, check out Modern Mommie (35 weeks pregnant!) as she hosts Saint Joseph’s University’s Unlimited Learning Series: TeleHealth – Expanding the Access to Care.
Modern Mommie Published in The Avenue
Modern Mommie is honored to announce that her piece “End and Beginning Are Dreams” has been published in the Spring 2020 edition of Saint Joseph’s University’s literary magazine, The Avenue.
COVID-19 Quarantine: What does that mean for blended families?
Navigating a blended family is never simple, even under the best of circumstances. And my blended family situation is about as good as it gets. We have gotten into a groove maneuvering the every other day plus every other weekend
L leans in and says, “Mommy, can I tell you a secret?” She puts her hand up by her mouth and places it against the curve of where my face and ear meet. She whispers, “I wish I had a
I may not have run out to get my solar eclipse glasses – my daughter is in school today anyway and probably too young to view it. But I am celebrating today’s event with CrossFit, acupuncture then yoga. And in
The breeze sitting on my parents back porch seems like the best breeze that there ever was. One like I’ve never experienced. No breeze as beautiful, quiet and comforting. Not the breeze alongside the ocean, not on the top of