Our youngest daughter, Baylor, is two, and she is an awesome big sister, a lover of tutus, and the tidiest person in our entire family. Our oldest son, Dax, is six, and he is the most precocious, intelligent, and strong willed child I’ve ever met. Our oldest daughter, Brinley Belle, is eight, and she is a classic first born, bossy pants, perfectionist. You can read more about our adventures in life and ministry at. It’s maddening when those expectations spill over onto my children, so I spend a lot of my time reminding myself that raising good adults is a long process that cannot be judged by daily decisions. Well played, guys.Īs a pastor’s wife, I feel a lot of pressure to live up to an imaginary standard of perfection. As if God was trying to show us His sense of humor, my husband, Chip, was called to be pastor of a church in McGregor. After much discussion, I agreed to name her “Baylor” with one condition – we could NEVER move to Waco. My husband is a Baylor grad who “bleeds green and gold.” While we were living in Arkansas, our third daughter was born. Or maybe I’m just learning to embrace the chaos? Either way, life is great. Going from working mom to stay at home mom was an incredibly difficult transition for me, but I feel like I’m finally starting to figure it out. To say the last two years have been a little crazy, would be an understatement. In May of 2015, we celebrated our youngest daughter’s first birthday, my husband was hired as pastor at College Avenue Baptist Church in McGregor, and we found out that I was pregnant with our fourth child. I was an English teacher for six years while my husband was in seminary and pastoring his first church.
However, God has blessed me so abundantly that I have no choice but to be grateful. My life has turned out completely different than I planned, which would normally frustrate me because I am a planner.