And so it begins...

Often times I find myself trying to take a mental picture of a time, place, or moment while I am with my boys because I want to remember it for a lifetime, or more so I can embarrass them 15 years down the road.  I will have to admit, I had set out to be super mom but reality soon set in, I just do not have the time.  That sounds bad, it sounds like my kids are not worth my time, fortunately that it far from the truth.  My kids are my life, my family is my life, when I am not at work I am with my family, and therefore my priorities had to shift.  When E was born, I had a baby book but I think that I might have completed 5 pages of that, and well M, he never even got a baby book.  And that brings me to this, the blog without a name, (because I am not creative enough to come up with one) I want a way to document those moments in my life, kind of like a journal.  I am not writing this blog for others, I am writing it for me, and so I can look back at those moments in my life, my family’s life, and smile, cry, or laugh.  If others would like to read it, I am perfectly fine with that as well, as I know that we have family and friends all around the world who might want to know the happenings of the Eshenaur family.  However, if you are looking for a well put together blog with perfect spelling, grammar, witty humor, or deep thoughts, you are not in the right place. J

 

I do not read many blogs, but I know that most have a section called “About Me.” Well who am I?  Like I have said before I am not super mom, and I am definitely not “that mom.” I have come to terms with the fact that I will never be “that mom,” that mom whose hair always looks perfect, that mom who can pull off all of those creative Pinterest ideas, or that mom who only servers her family whole, organic, non-GMO food. I am the mom who sometimes forgets when she last took a shower, gives her kids hot dogs and fruit snacks, has many Pinterest fails, and has a dirty house.  I am the mom who cannot give her kids everything but at the same time gives them the world because they are my world.  As you can tell, I am far from perfect, I may judge you and compare myself to you, have doubts about myself, I try to tell myself that I do not care what other people think of me – but I do, and I am always second guessing myself.  However, through all of this doubt, I know the true reason that I am here on this earth, and that is to serve God and my family, and love them both with all of my heart.  To myself, I am perfectly imperfect, I am me.  I wear many hats, I am a mom, a wife, a daughter, a sister, a bug smasher, a cook, a maid, a full-time underwriter, a chauffeur, and I hope through this blog I can become a story-teller so my family can look back, laugh, and cry (hopefully only happy tears!).