Oh… YUM!

ByEmily

Oh… YUM!

A REAL & healthy family!

Tonight I cooked a wonderful meal for my family. It’s called Cheeseburger Macaroni Hamburger Helper and can be bought in any grocery store. Yes, that’s right. The wonderful meal was Hamburger Helper. What was that? A look of disgrace? Shame on you! My girls absolutely love Hamburger Helper and I’m more than happy to see them eat every bite.*

Oh, I get it now! You thought when I said I cooked them a wonderful meal that I was going to describe something decadent and creative with a name that’s hard to pronounce. Or being that I’m from a small Kentucky town, you thought I was going to describe something amazing, home-cooked, and finger-lickin’ good. Instead, it was Hamburger Helper. Why? Because I’m real. I’m a real mom. I don’t live in your tv on the Food Network.

Don’t get me wrong, I love to cook for my family and I love to make those creative or home-cooked meals sometimes. And I have nothing against those blogs that have great recipes with pictures of meals that look too pretty to eat. Those blogs are great. However, for myself, I feel as though if I were to show you the green beans and taters and pork chops and oops! I just drooled on the keyboard! As I was saying, if I only showed the mouth-watering amazingness, it would be a lie. Because I’m real. I am a real mom and there are times when Hamburger Helper just works for us. I love those blogs, but most of them leave me feeling guilty. I feel like a horrible mother. But then I realize that I am REAL. I’m not perfect and guess what? As stated before, my kids LOVE Hamburger Helper. So why not indulge them sometimes?

Chances are, if you’re a mom, you have also cooked Hamburger Helper. And I’ll even guess that your children have had a happy meal or two, huh? Don’t sweat it. I’m pretty positive that those kids of yours still love you just the same.

I said all of the above for this purpose…we as women tend to try to measure ourselves with a ruler made up of all the other “perfect” women in this world. In doing this, all we see in ourselves are a million imperfections and flaws. I find myself worrying that my kids deserve much better than me all because I spent 30 minutes on a supper of Hamburger Helper instead of slaving over the type of masterpieces that I’ve seen on blogs or Pinterest. We have got to stop comparing ourselves. God has created each one of us to be exactly who HE wants us to be. He made me to be Emily, not Paula Deen.

This week, take some time to embrace who YOU are….not who the woman is from that blog, magazine, or tv show. And not who the woman is from down the road or PTO. Embrace who God created you to be. Not her. You deserve it.

*I asked Naomi what she wanted Mommy to cook for supper. Hamburger Helper was her choice. 🙂

About the author

Emily editor

Emily is a wonderful mother of two beautiful girls. She is teaching them to serve God with all their hearts. Emily is also a wonderful wife to an anointed pastor in western Kentucky. She is a wonderful helpmate both spiritually and physically in her husband’s ministry. She is dedicated to God and to spreading the gospel and Love of Jesus. (Written by her husband, Markus. ;) )