I guess I’m a lot of things: a wife, a mom, a daughter, a sister, a crafter, a cook, a reader, a writer, a homemaker, a pianist, and probably a lot more too. But at the end of the day, I’m just a Christian trying to find and obey God’s will.
“The Lord knows what you need,” my mother told me when I first had Jameson. If I got 5 hours of interrupted sleep, well, must be that would be enough to get me through the day.
I think of that often, hang onto it like a lifeline.
When William was up for all but two hours [...]
Several weeks ago, Ann V. wrote a post on love that stuck in my heart, her thoughts on patience in particular:
There are few emergencies.
My sister tells me often. So then why that pitch to the parenting voice? Emergencies are wildfires, screeching sirens, and gaping wounds. In everyday life, we rarely experience emergencies. [...]
My awesome and supportive friend, who has no children, sent me a link to an entertaining article.
Now I’m sending it your way. (Read it; the rest of my post won’t make sense until you do. It’s short!)
‘kay. Done?
That article was just what I needed. You know why? Because sometimes I’m the one asking the questions [...]
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this [...]
Life with Jameson
Life with Jameson has had its fair share of challenges, as he exerts a bit more opinion, a bit more will, a bit more Adamic nature. (Ah, yes. Sorry, kid. No fun.)
But it’s also been sweeter than ever. He’s a joy…
When he runs, his feet barely touch the ground. It’s the cutest thing [...]
Yup, 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. Read more »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.
