Author Archives: Natalie Carbone

When I was in third grade, so about 9 years old, I got the chickenpox. My little sister and I had them at the same time, and she had the worst case our pediatrician had seen that year. For two weeks, it was calamine lotion, oatmeal baths, and whining. I don’t know how our motherContinue reading “Vaccines from a Mom’s Perspective”

It’s the time of year when we celebrate the independence of our nation. The music, the activities, the mood of the nation kind of shifts away from the division and partisanship of the everyday and we celebrate the creation of a country that allows its citizens to become whatever they choose – or at leastContinue reading “Mend Thine Ev’ry Flaw”

The Ambulance Down In The Valley‘Twas a dangerous cliff, as they freely confessed,Though to walk near its crest was so pleasant;But over its terrible edge there had slippedA duke, and full many a peasant.The people said something would have to be done,But their projects did not at all tally.Some said, “Put a fence ’round theContinue reading “The Fence and the Ambulance”

I remember telling my mother once that I didn’t know what I wanted to be when I grew up. I think I was 6 or 7 years old at the time, and I recall Mom’s response: You want to be a mother. Of course I did. Mom told me so. She was a mother andContinue reading “When I Grow Up”