An early morning alarm (5 am, to be exact), and pre-dawn trip to the airport, a tight squeeze at the terminal… and she is gone.
All I could think when I got home was how thankful I was that Jameson fell back asleep for an hour — and so did I.
But when I’d gotten up, showered, [...]
I realize that Jameson’s first day of school is hardly around the corner, but I find myself thinking about his education, and the crafting of this little arrow in general, quite often. I’m looking at my own childhood in a new light, from the perspective of a new mother. (Amazingly enough, my mom was that [...]
:: Lore is sitting on the hardwood of my living room floor, with a sweet smelling babe nestled in her lap. He wanted to read, and she is happy to oblige. And I — I am happy to watch. It’s been too nice to have someone here to love my baby with me, all day [...]
Lore posted!
Tomorrow we’ll head to San Francisco.
(And Lore will be home next Wednesday, Mom.)
Just popping my head in to say that I’m still here.
After a quick overnight visit from our favorite Dr. Wilson, I changed the sheets once again for our next guest, my friend.
Yay. Lore’s here!
We’ve been keeping busy, even if it’s just busy with oo-ing and ah-ing over Jameson, sipping coffee (because, you know, she drinks [...]
Oh, and another item of mischief:
My baby monitor went missing a couple days ago. A quick search under furniture did not reveal anything. Huh. Where on earth could it have gone in this tiny house?
Oh, if only Jameson could talk. He could’ve told me that I’d easily find it in the dryer, in with the [...]
So, whose blog is this, anyway? It's mine, and here are few tidbits about me: My name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley.My maiden name is Sinclair (not Patrick), and I come from good stock. (So says my husband, anyway!) I'm the oldest of 9 kids--and my parents are neither insane, uninformed, or Catholic. They're actually the best parents you could ask for. Seriously. (And, consequently, I think pretty highly of my siblings, too, whose blogs you can access from the links below.) I've joined a new clan, though, and my husband and I have been "leaving-and-cleaving" for 2 years and counting. We have a son who you'll read much (too much?) about. Oh. And there are pictures of him, too--hundreds of them--should you care to click on over to my flickr account. I'm a stay at home mom who is redefining that title--I literally stay at home as much as I possibly can. I love to be home! Home, by the way, is in Northern California, although my roots are in a lil' ol' town in Northern New York. Lastly, I take all blame for any ridiculous, outlandish, illogical posts. Anything worth commenting on or linking to is due to my husband's encouragement. In the spirit of the Little engine That Could, "He thinks I can, He thinks I can, He thinks I can,...", and sometimes, that's all a wife needs.
The first of a week-long series on mothering without fear. Encouraging!
GOOD read.
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