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Meet Ashley Watson, Community Alignment Specialist at Central Jersey Family Health Consortium

Are you a new or expecting parent? A caregiver? Curious about postpartum support?
Ashley is here to share resources and services that support birthing people and families in our community.

Topics include:

  • Postpartum Mental & Emotional Health
  • Physical Recovery After Birth
  • Parent & Caregiver Education
  • Breastfeeding & Lactation Services
  • Referrals to Community Resources

Serving: Middlesex, Hunterdon, Somerset, Mercer, Monmouth & Ocean Counties

Meet Ashley Watson, Community Alignment Specialist at Central Jersey Family Health Consortium

Are you a new or expecting parent? A caregiver? Curious about postpartum support?
Ashley is here to share resources and services that support birthing people and families in our community.

Topics include:

  • Postpartum Mental & Emotional Health
  • Physical Recovery After Birth
  • Parent & Caregiver Education
  • Breastfeeding & Lactation Services
  • Referrals to Community Resources

Serving: Middlesex, Hunterdon, Somerset, Mercer, Monmouth & Ocean Counties

A Brief Encounter

At a social gathering, kate enjoyed the food. the music and her friends.  kate loved singing and dancing. From a distance Jake noticed Kate having fun. Jack came closer to Kate.  Jack and Kate starting talking about their interests. They also spoke about their responsibilities.  Jack and Kate expressed interesting ideas. Both Jack and kate enjoyed their positive connection.  Their chance encounter left an open door for future possibilities.

The Lifeguard

A breath.  Bobbing.  My eyes gaze up at the blue sky.
A breath.  I sink.  The cold water surrounds me.
A whistle.  A splash.  Motion and waves move towards me.
A hand.  A snatch.  She grabs my body and yanks me upwards.
A breath.  The air fills my lungs.
A smile.  She looks at me.
“Hey buddy,” she says, “I got you.”  
The lifeguard swims me to the wall.
Safe.

Golden Child

Before their embrace, he visited the bathroom yet again.

“Got cash?”

She paid. They both knew he should have his own fare. They both knew why he didn’t.

“Talk soon?”

Both knew he wouldn’t call. Since birth (her third Passover), he couldn’t be tamed – first “class clown,” then “life of the party,” now “a danger to himself.” All grown, he remained a laughing cherub tugging on her braid. She’d always love him anyway.