Welcome to Rainey Days
Hi! My name is Megan, and I created this Web site when my daughter, Rainey, was born as a way to capture the exhilarating yet fleeting and frustrating moments of motherhood.
Back in the infant phase, of her life and this site, I wrote the tagline, “an online journal of life with my daughter,” but I dropped the last three words when two more kids came along and it became apparent my writing is not just about mothering. It’s about life, all of it.
Still, these two callings of mine–mother and writer–are intricately related, and stringing words together here is how I untangle this messy world of mothering and all the other mysterious, magical moments in between. I hope you enjoy our stories.
Before they came along I worked as a Web designer and television producer. But these days, I'm a stay-at-home mom. One who homeschools and drives a mini-van, two things I swore I’d never do. I’ve always wanted to write, though, and in 2001, after reading Anne Lamott’s Operating Instructions, I created this Web site to chronicle the first year of my oldest daughter’s life. I believe when I gave birth to her, I gave birth to a story, and several years and two kids later, I'm still telling it.
All of us who have given birth to a baby, to a story, know that it is ultimately mystery, closely knit to God's own creative activities which did not stop at the beginning of the universe. God is constantly creating, in us, through us, with us, and to co-create with God is our human calling. - Madeline L’Engle
So here you can read stories about my family and my faith, about marriage and motherhood. You can also see photos I’ve taken and artwork my kids have created, but I’ll spare you my failed recipes, DIY disasters, and unfashionable style tips. The Internet is a better place without them.
I never give parenting advice or pontificate on theology, for reasons that will become clear if you stick around long enough, but I always try to write about everyday life with a little humor and my whole heart. I hope you think of me as your funny, Jesus-y friend. With tiny self-disclosure issues.
I try to post regularly, but someone is always hungry, crying, or out of clean underwear around here, so thanks for understanding. And thanks for letting me share with you what God's spelling out in my soul. I'm really glad you came.
In Recent Days
We skip Sunday school and head south, seeking somewhere to explore, and after bellies full of flapjacks, we find it at Indian Echo Caverns. This limestone cave, hidden along the Swatara creek, is a … [Read More...]
Roaming the country roads in my car, I carelessly burn fossil fuels just so I can blow off some steam. Hours earlier, a fight with my husband over forgetting my birthday forced me to flee to these … [Read More...]