By Jennifer Savage. If I could I’d still stack bacon in front of my plate, mark my territory and call it all mine.
Drama Bug
By Jennifer Savage. There are days I look at my children and wonder just how I became their mother.
Every Night
By Jennifer Savage. We had gone from a place of deep trust just minutes before with my fingers in her hair, listening to her tell me about her day to me on my knees detailing all the ways I take care her while she shivered and cried, wrapped in a towel, in front of me.
Reunion
By Jennifer Savage. Sometimes you have to go to where you came from to know where you are going. And recently I hopped a plane at the absolute last minute to do just that.
The Undergraduate
By Jennifer Savage. I watched Lucille struggle this week with being left out. The girl/girl business starts early, friends. I stepped in and held her as she cried. A little while later she got stung by a bee and started howling. Four other children came over to check on her and give her a hug.
Happy Camper
My children attend a lovely school which requires that we attend camp each fall. While intellectually I see the point of such an experience, as one mother so eloquently put …
Collecting
Despite a small kitchen, Savagemama feels like she hasn't given up anything.
Laundry
Without a washer/dryer in their apartment, Savagemama discovers a drop-off laundry service.
Small and Simple
Savagemama describes what it's like living as a family of four in 282 square feet.
One Drop Off
Savagemama celebrates the first day of school because both of her kids are now in the same school.