Vaccines and Children

Today's conversation is to inform and educate. Any information provided must be addressed with your own pediatrician. Dr. Alexis Marí Orama is a board-certified pediatrician who was born and raised in New York City. Dr. Orama’s path to medical school was not a traditional one. She attended a small, private college in a suburb of... Continue Reading →

It’s called CPV It has a name Never in a million years did I ever think I would utter these words. I am a victim of Child/Parent Violence.  It falls under the definition of domestic violence from a child towards a parent. That’s what happened to me, to our family.  I do not share this... Continue Reading →

They belong to me…

This week I celebrate my 53rd birthday. I always take this time to reflect on where I've been, where I am, and where I am going. I reflect on the goodness and mercy of God in my life I reflect on the life lived out loud in joy and in sorrow. I reflect on the enormous... Continue Reading →

Hold him…

There I was sitting across from my son getting ready to be as vulnerable as possible, not truly knowing how he would receive my heart.  And so, I leaped! I was nervous, but I needed him to know of my inner sorrow so that I could heal our brokenness.  And then it happened...healing and wholeness. We... Continue Reading →

My heart grew twice…

    Paul was barely a few days old.  Due to being a premie, he was not allowed to be out of the NICU for very long, and I wanted Rob to meet and hold his baby brother. As I gently placed Paul in Rob’s arms, I asked him, “how do you feel?” and immediately he said, “my... Continue Reading →

He’s not broken…

This week I struggled... You see the senseless tragedy of Wednesday, February 14, 2018, known as Valentine's Day and the celebration of Ash Wednesday for Catholics and Christians around the world, is now a date where countless of families will remember the loss of their child, their loved one. The irony of both, Valentine's Day, a... Continue Reading →

The Waiting Room (Part 2)

When his name was called, we walked into the lab room.  They asked my husband to hold Rob in his lap and hold down his little arms so that they could draw a significant amount of blood.  My husband's legs began to shake, his tears just flowed as he watched Rob so quietly, without a... Continue Reading →

The Waiting Room… (Part 1)

It was like any other 10-month-old check up.  We walked in, greeted all the wonderful staff and were escorted to our exam room.  We stripped Rob, the nurses weighed him, check his growth, and conducted his usual blood tests.  Nothing unusual, nothing exciting, but as new parents, everything was fascinating.  I recall my husband always... Continue Reading →

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