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About Maeghan Garcia


Maeghan Garcia is a pediatric speech-language pathologist. She has worked in multiple settings including hospitals, outpatient clinics, and schools. She started writing about her experiences in 2015, when she unexpectedly became a widow while 7 months pregnant. She currently reaches others who are grieving or seeking inspiration through her blog at alongthebrokenroad.com and other social media accounts. She aspires to write a book about her grief journey soon. 

Visit her blog: Along The Broken Road

Recent Blog Posts

No such thing as planning in parenting

It’s always a good idea to educate yourself and try to prepare for the challenges that parenthood will inevitably bring. There are various parenting self-help books available and, of course, an experienced mom or dad may be able to offer a pointer or two. But even if you do access all your resources – guess what? You’re going to make mistakes because you’re human and child-rearing is not a perfect science. I promise that nobody has it completely figured out.

Tough Love

Sometimes it seriously feels like my child hates me, and I know I am not the only mom to ever feel this way. I love that kid more than I could ever adequately express in words, and every single thing that I do, I do with the intention of providing the best possible childhood for him.

A Mother's Oath

As mothers, we sometimes assume all responsibility for our children’s pain. We forget that it’s not only impossible to absorb or prevent all of their suffering, but it may also be detrimental to their well-being. Sure, we want to eliminate whatever stressors we can, but some obstacles will not be removable. And sometimes, just because a challenge can be avoided, doesn’t mean that it should be.

To My Fellow Imperfect Parents

I never imagined that I would have to transition into parenthood without my husband by my side. That was never the plan. The plan always included him, as far back as I can remember. Then, suddenly, without warning or my consent, the plan changed and I was forced to adjust. 

Living in the Now

Earlier tonight, I was snuggled up behind Mason as I lay with him in his new car bed waiting for him to fall asleep. He was facing away from me and my arms were wrapped tightly around his delicious little body. Somehow my hand inadvertently ended up perfectly wedged between the mattress and his chest, and I could feel every beat of his tiny heart on my fingertips. I usually leave shortly after I'm sure he has dozed off into dream land. But tonight, I lingered for a while longer.