About

last updated 06 December 2008

I am not good at writing about myself in a format like this one: a paragraph that says this is who I am. I am a woman. I am a wife. I am a lover. I am a mother. I am a child of God. I am the wife of a preacher-man (and that defines me more than it should). I am a taxi driver, a chef, a doctor, a nurse, a comforter, a counselor, a physical therapist, an occupational therapist, a secretary, a pet owner, a maid, a listener, a learner, a student of life, a human being. I am not defined by any one thing or one day or any one act or word or deed. I am me. Read my blog and get to know Me.

Let’s continue with the wee, shall we? the Wee, the WildThings! are the children, six of them:

Mog

DD13: Blossomed into quite a young lady and scaring me very much in her beauty. She wants to be the mom; she wants to care for her siblings and often bosses too much, but she loves life and really loves to help out. She is ever so dramatic (I wonder where she gets it?) in such a royal way. She is a great joy to her father and me. She loves deeply and can be hurt even deeper. She loves to cook and to read. She’s on the library Teen Advisory Board and is actively involved there with book and movie release parties.

Goro

DS10: A handsome young man; trying hard to be a young man and still be a boy. Fighting within the love he still has for all things Lego and his desire to ‘grow up’ a little more. Wanting to throw lizards and dirt at his sisters while balancing taking care of them, being the brother who cares and protects. Being annoyed by all his sisters but wanting to play with them too (but playing dolls and house and princesses, uh, gross). He is my science lover, my loves-to-learn child, my blow-up-the-house-with-chemicals child. He’s still my little boy and I love to be with him one on one; his thought process is incredible and that’s when it shows the most. I love the way he thinks. He is the color green. He’s bright and all things are wonderful. He is happy and excitable and active. He is as intense as the shade of every kind of evergreen tree.

Birdie, my Birdie

DD9: the petite, the pretty, the picky, the outspoken, the strong, the fast, the mighty, the funny, the strong-willed, the most easily bruised of emotions, the wacky, the witty, the abstract, the sarcastic, the “everything must be handed to me on a silver platter” princess, the hair must be fixed, the “I can do it myself don’t tell me how” girl! She is the rainbow of fruit flavor. Every bright color is what makes this girl shine.

Princerella

DD7: Aptly named herself the mix between Princess and Cinderella. She is a Princerella. She is all things pink and purple and shiny and glittery. She only loves and she never hates. She is the deepest, most thoughtful child I have ever met. The first moment I saw her and we gazed into each others’ eyes I knew she was special. Those eyes of hers can pierce so deeply into any soul. It’s almost scary. She can read people like I’ve never seen before. It’s almost too much for me at times when she can figure out a person and what their intentions are. She is smart, but very quiet and shy. She is sunshine; she is warmth, and beauty, and pleasure, and pleasing, and contentment, and life itself! She has Cerebral Palsy and struggles with many things, but nothing will stop her. She sets her goals and she meets them, high. She understands much more than anyone gives her credit for.

CowBoy

DS4: more of a “wild indian” at times, but still a little CowBoy. CowBoy is always into everything. He’s ahead of himself and can not be kept out of anything. He knows when he does something he shouldn’t and uses those huge blue eyes and blinks up at us as if to say, “but I’m too cute for you to discipline me, right?” Wrong! He’s silly, oh. so. silly. He love monkeys and snuggling and running and his dog. And he thinks that his mama is the best thing in the world and cuddling every morning is a must.

Bairno

DS2 my wee bairn, thus – Bairno. It is so hard to believe he just turned two. He’s the cuddliest child in the world. A real “mama’s boy”. He is sweet, happy, lovable, huggable, soft, big, and always hungry. He seems to think Mama is sometimes the only one that can sooth away the stress and only Mama will do. He’s funny and thinks it’s awesome when he smiles at someone and they smile back. He loves playing with anyone who will play with him too. He loves his thumb. He loves to suck his thumb and play with his ear, or if yours is nearby he’ll play with it instead. He loves music and dancing and web-chatting with Grandma and Granddaddy. He doesn’t want to be left out of anything, thinking he is as big as everyone else.