Jackie Nastri Bardenwerper
Jackie Nastri Bardenwerper lives in Fairfield, CT with her husband and three children, ages 10, 7, and 4. She is the author of several novels that encourage tween and teen girls to listen to their inner voice, from saving the family fishing business in ON THE LINE, to following a passion for crafting in SALTED CARAMEL DREAMS, and exposing a friend’s hurtful social media platform in POPULATTI. She is currently working on a new children's book series and a new novel on motherhood. She also shares her own motherhood experiences on her Instagram @jnbwrite. When not writing, you can find Jackie and her family enjoying Fairfield’s beautiful coastline where they love fishing, swimming and sailing.
Reflections From the Frontlines of Camp Mom
To all my friends I haven’t spoken with in two months, I’m sorry. For all the coffee dates I’ve missed, believe me; I wish...
Our Unsolved Mystery: The Tale of the Flamingo
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It all started the Saturday before Mother’s Day. The weather...
Has Tween Culture Done More Harm Than Good?
This month, my oldest turns ten. An entire decade old. It’s a big milestone for both of us, and we’ve been doing a lot...
Our Family’s YouTube Detox: Reading the Classics
It was a brilliant Saturday morning, the sun shining, the air warm—just the type of day my kids loved for playing outside. Yet instead...
If I Could Bottle Up Age Four
If I could bottle up age four, pictures of rainbows would always cover my walls. The letter “m” in mom would be big and...
Yes, I Tell My Daughters They’re Pretty
A couple weeks ago, I was talking with a group of moms when one mentioned she was angry a storeowner had called her daughter...
Youth Sports Are Dangerous, Let Them Play Anyway
When my husband’s phone rang, we’d just returned home from a weekend trip.
“Are you watching the Bills game?” his brother asked.
“Just about to turn...
Surviving Medication Shortages. My Search for Children’s Ibuprofen
It was a Sunday night after a busy week of holiday travel when my oldest appeared from her bed.
“Mommy, I don’t feel well,” she...
My Daughter’s First Christmas Without Santa
I was driving my oldest daughter to gymnastics practice one mid-November evening when she asked if we could talk about Christmas.
“Sure,” I said, assuming...
Serving Up Self-Control With a Plate Full of Vegetables
When my oldest child was a toddler, she ate everything. Peas, broccoli, carrots, entire meatball subs. Whatever she tried, she liked, making mealtime a...