Here it is. My first attempt at "blogging", like I actually might know what I'm doing. Or like someone may even want to read this, or even enjoy doing so, for that matter.
It's funny. I was in the tub earlier and I was trying to think of some interesting way to start this. It's almost like sitting in front of a new therapist and you're thinking to yourself, "where in the world do I start?" I came up with a few ideas. Then I put it off. I got out of the tub and found a simple distraction. I went downstairs, lowered the thermostat temperature to 72 degrees, filled my water bottle, listened for my husband tinkering away with the keyboard in the basement (playing his stupid little blow-stuff-up war games online) and headed back upstairs. Then, I climbed into bed, notebook computer in my lap and this is where I currently find myself.
During this time of running around and not actually blogging, I found that I was actually narrating my first blog in my head. Somehow, I think it sounds better in my head that way. It never seems to translate from my brain to my fingers as well. I'll try though...
So, who am I? I'm Jenn. I'm a SAHM. I am married to James, 6 years this summer. Our first child will be 7 soon (do the math). Our 2nd child is 3, and our 3rd is 5 months. Our 2 oldest are girls and our youngest, a boy. It's currently 12:42 a.m. on Sunday morning. My husband is playing ridiculous video games in the basement, our 3 children are sleeping and I'm still up, working on this blog because it is the first chance I've had to actually do so since creating it 3 days ago!
I'm no Cleaver housewife. In fact, I'm not a housewife. I'm a S-A-H-M. Stay-At-Home-Mom. That's right, I'm not the "M-A-I-D". Stay with me on this.
No, my sink isn't sparkling and bacteria free (ew, I know, but at least it's not growing hair). My kitchen counters aren't glistening and disinfected nightly. You may be appalled to know that the overripe bananas in my refrigerator are probably going to go to waste. If I had a ledge outside the kitchen window, I doubt I'd use it to cool a warm apple pie. My couch cushions aren't all straight, pillows fluffed and placed "just so". I bet if you peak into the bathrooms, it's a good bet you'll see that someone didn't flush, the handsoap is laced over the sink and there's toothpaste dried on the drain. Journey into the backyard and I'm positive you'll find that our lawn isn't carefully manicured, weeds kept at bay, and children's play things lined up neatly in their places. No, sadly, we don't make our beds every day. I'm going to be honest when I say I'm consistently 15 minutes late to everything, I'm up to my eyeballs in poop and I'm tired of potty training and I'm tired of changing diapers. Dinner isn't always perfectly planned, timed or even tasty. Last and not least, it's safe to say that I never get enough sleep.
But, I love my children, I love my husband, and I love my job as a SAHM. It's challenging, sure, but so worth it to be where I'm at. Life isn't perfect and neither am I.
So I guess that's it for the first blog. Now that I've shared absolutely everything and nothing useful, let's just see where this goes for now. I'm wondering if anyone will read this and feel a little better about the toothpaste dried to your drain today...
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