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.
Tonight, I got this giggling girl dressed into her pj’s, and she excitedly announced, “Nap!” She loves her silky-edged blanket and her favorite dolls.
She happily “skipped” into her daddy’s office to give him a kiss, laughing and jabbering the whole way.
We closed the bedroom door and snuggled in my bed to read the book she [...]
Sometimes, in the middle of all the work of life, I inwardly stop. I notice the speed at which life is moving, almost hear the seconds ticking away, the hours slipping past. It makes me so deeply thankful for the little gifts of each day — things that are really not so “little”, after all. [...]
This, apparently, is about the size/weight of Baby #4. The boys are not impressed.
30 weeks. Almost 31. That’s how long this little baby has been growing. Depending on who asks about my due date, I either get eyes-popping “Wow, you’re huge already, and you have that long to go??” answers, or (generally, if it’s a [...]
Today, our house recovers from a whirlwind weekend of celebration. Bedrooms were more than a bit askew when we woke up this morning, proving just how crazy getting ready for church can be — especially on Easter Sunday. Ironing boards, stray “grass” from baskets, laundry piles that hadn’t been touched for three days: our to-do [...]
This little baby, growing in my belly, is halfway through his in-utero journey. That is hard to believe. Baby #4 has two big brothers who are ecstatic about his arrival (– “his” being used a general pronoun for human being of yet unknown gender. We like to be surprised at the very end!) He also [...]
First, this: a long, lanky boy who climbed onto my lap and just wanted me to hold him.
It’s snowing. Not snowy, but snowing, seemingly every day. This is a long winter, for sure. But as eager as I am to just smell some fresh air and ditch the snow gear, I’m also appreciating a few [...]
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.
