Savy Jane Blog

Stories, resources, and guidance for navigating birth trauma, NICU journeys, medical motherhood, and healing through art.

When Breath Becomes the Light

When Breath Becomes the Light

There were moments when it was truly one breath at a time.

When Breath Becomes the Light

There were moments when it was truly one breath at a time.

What this Book is Really About

What this Book is Really About

This book is not about the NICU. It’s not about disability. It’s not even really about trauma.

What this Book is Really About

This book is not about the NICU. It’s not about disability. It’s not even really about trauma.

Wheelchair Basketball: To Truly Be Seen

Wheelchair Basketball: To Truly Be Seen

On the surface, it looked like a sweet show of support for a kid who uses a wheelchair, but it was more than that.

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Wheelchair Basketball: To Truly Be Seen

On the surface, it looked like a sweet show of support for a kid who uses a wheelchair, but it was more than that.

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Becoming Brave Together

Becoming Brave Together

  I don’t know many moms like me. Medical motherhood doesn’t come with a handbook, and it’s rare to find someone facing the same challenges. It can feel isolating. Recently,...

Becoming Brave Together

  I don’t know many moms like me. Medical motherhood doesn’t come with a handbook, and it’s rare to find someone facing the same challenges. It can feel isolating. Recently,...

"Healing Light"

"Healing Light"

"Healing Light"10x8"Acrylic on Stretched CanvasHand signed by artistPainted in 2024 Artist Statement: "In this small piece, I capture the expansive beauty of Chambers Bay, with the iconic soul tree standing...

"Healing Light"

"Healing Light"10x8"Acrylic on Stretched CanvasHand signed by artistPainted in 2024 Artist Statement: "In this small piece, I capture the expansive beauty of Chambers Bay, with the iconic soul tree standing...

I’m not sad, I’m not mad, I’m just recalibrating.

I’m not sad, I’m not mad, I’m just recalibrating.

Walking through the halls of Seattle Children’s Hospital felt achingly familiar, a routine that is simply a part of our family's lives. Loch sat in his wheelchair while I pushed,...

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I’m not sad, I’m not mad, I’m just recalibrating.

Walking through the halls of Seattle Children’s Hospital felt achingly familiar, a routine that is simply a part of our family's lives. Loch sat in his wheelchair while I pushed,...

3 comments