We Got the FUNK: November 2013

Saturday, November 30, 2013

Parenting sucks

Sometimes I don't want to be a mom.  Sometimes it would be great to just have a weekend where my kids were not the center of my universe and I was able to just be me...and sleep like normal, enjoy a meal, clean my house and have it stay clean.  You know, the finer things in life.  

People are probably reading thinking I'm such a bitch.  I am ungrateful and that people are out there praying daily for a family and here I am ready to give mine back.  Well stop right there.  I'm not even close to wanting to give them back.  I am all too familiar with the struggles to have a child and I thank God nightly and pray for their health every day.   They are my blessings, my miracles and I would die before anyone took them from me.

However, all parents feel it.  The need to just take a day off...or a week.  Parenting although more rewarding then not is also debilitatingly exhausting.  There are truly no days off...or hours or seconds, because someone needs their butt wiped or has shoveled 4 microcharger cars in their mouth in the split second I went to the restroom after holding it for 22 hours. Yeah...parenting sucks.  There are at least 2 morning a week I just wish for 2 more hours of sleep and each night I just hope that I will sleep 6 consecutive hours.  Sometimes that happens, but more often then not, I wake up to screaming, stinky diapers and hungry 3 yr olds.  Would I trade it? No.  I definitely would prefer this life to any other options, but does it suck...yeah.  

I'm here to tell you, it's okay to love something and someone(s) so much and have it suck a lot at the same time.  It's okay to need a day off.  It's okay to take that day too!  Those days are necessary, to be an even better parent and love those babies even more then before (if that's even possible?!?). So take a day...God knows I need one.

Thursday, November 28, 2013

Happy Turkey Day

I'm snuggled up with the littlest peanut, watching the Macy's Parade and relaxing.  Big Brother and Daddy are visiting great grandma and grandpa.  Happy Thanksgiving folks!


Monday, November 25, 2013

Wonder Weeks

Alright normally I watch my mouth, normally I type like an adult and normally I've had more sleep and less bullshit.  So today I'm going to write with a little less filter.  

It's 8:30.  I started bedtime over an hour ago after Emberlynn was screaming bloody murder while Jason was watching her and I cleaned up dinner.  Bedtime seemed imminent, as it has these past several evenings.  However, my decent child has turned into a screaming beast.  She has been crying off and on for over an hour as I watch her on the damn video camera.  I just want to put her to bed, drink a beer and watch the Polar Express with my son.  That shit is clearly not happening as the movie is almost over and I am still listening to the shrieking hell that is what is referred to as the "6th Leap."  

What are these "leaps?"  Oh just some more random baby expert advice that from my professional parenting opinion is pretty correct.  It's from the book "Wonder Weeks," which I'm not endorsing or recommending as I have not read it, I only purchased the App and have been living these leaps of hell. 

Take for example the 6th leap:


Fun right?!?  In some sort of sick and demented world maybe.  Literally SPOT.FREAKING.ON.  

Oh and add nursing in and this little beauty is just super.  She now nurses, pulls off, screams, throws herself around and then latches back on...over and over and over and over and over...are you "over" it yet too? 

So with all these stupid hormones regulating this baby crying makes me sad, then aggitated, then makes me question running away forever.  

This child-rearing business is no joke...drink on!

Saturday, November 23, 2013

5 laughs 11/23/2013

It's been a while and I seriously just adore Melissa over at The Mommyhood Chronicles.  I've missed linking up for a while but had some pretty awesome laughs to share!  Enjoy!

1. Eyan: Mom when I'm bigger, I don't want to be your baby forever.  I just wanna be big so I can drive all the vehicles.  {heart breaks and melts all at once}.

2. Teacher: Eyan what are you thankful for?  Eyan: "just being Eyan".  Well played kid.

3. Girls at Eyans School:  "Eyan pees standing up like this (makes the boy standing pose)."  Oh dear God child, shut the door!

4. Emberlynn is just killing me with her little personality.  Her little snotty face gets me daily! 


5. Kid in my class: "Mrs. Funk, I interviewed at --- and one of the questions was 'who is your favorite teacher?' I chose you!"  Me:  "Well thanks kid."  Kid:  "It gets better, the interview lady said I was the 8th kid to interview with her from our school and that they all said you...then she said 'I clearly need to meet Mrs. Funk'". Who ever said teaching wouldn't make you famous :)

Friday, November 22, 2013

On Life

So today I thought it would be nice to take a little trip down memory lane.  To relive the past year of my life.  Truly though, I just wanted to see how large I was this time last year with little missy growing and growing.

So I read EVERY.SINGLE.ONE of my pregnancy updates (yes I am supposed to be teaching today...the kids are working online...I am slacking).  So in reading all of these, I realized a few things:

1. I am SO thankful I actually decided to do a post per week.  It was fun to read through and remember just how much of a miracle it is to grow a human from a single cell!

2. I was extremely bipolar!  Some of my posts were happy, some were grumpy, all were complainyish (not a word but totally a word now).  I wonder if my writing is always like this.  If only I had the time to read all 500+ posts I have made in 3 years.

3. I am extremely sad but relieved all at once that we are done having any more little humans.  It is an odd feeling, especially since most of my friends do not have kids.  I just can't explain it but man it is odd.

I miss blogging, I miss just feeling like I could center myself a bit by writing out all of my insane and unorganized thoughts and then get right back on track.  I think my goal for 2013 will be to give myself more "me" time.  Hopefully that includes writing!

Life is great, it is always great when it is full of love.

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Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Am I cut out for this?

You know as a parent I think that particular question crosses our minds here and there (or daily...hourly...you know).  Sometimes I wonder if I am adequate?  Are we doing this right?  Truth: probably not.  We are surviving.  We are making up the rules as we go, and believe me no rules work the same way for each kid.  

In education we are told that every child learns differently and that it is our job to figure out how they learn and teach to that.  As parents we are handed a baby with no directions and a lot of smiling faces and quiet back room chatter waiting for us to fail.  Oh and fail we will.  Every. Single. Day.  We as parents are typically harder on ourselves then any other person.  That child that came with no directions, really could care less.  They just need basic resources and love.  At least that's what "they"--meaning everyone-- have said.  

So then we wonder...are we cut out for this?  Did we choose or have the right path chosen for us?  Are we missing out and giving up a huge part of who we once were, to be people who are consistently failing...albeit trying, but failing at this parenting business?  Again I answer with "probably."  

But with that "probably" is the true success.  If you are reflective in your parenting, you are not failing.  If you have sacrificed a bit of who you once were just to become the even better (probably covered in spit up and slightly smelly) parent, you are not failing.  If you are trying (even through the tears, the tantrums, the straight up defiance), you are not failing. 

You see, all parents are adequate, we just have to try. 

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Basement update...really!?!

I need a Labrador puppy and 3 old broken pocket watches oh and can you throw in about 100 shotgun shell casings, some deer antlers and a stuffed duck or two?

After a good 10 months of ignoring the basement and avoiding the decorating, Jason and I finally are putting the final touches on.  The bathroom needs some wall art and someone needs to explain the mechanics of removing grout from the top of the tile without taking it out between the grout lines.  The bedroom is pretty much done, just need some candles or throw pillows to finish the look.

The main room however is finally furnished but in no way ready for photos.  This space will serve dual functions as the kids playroom and Jason's hunting themed man cave (gah...yuck...good thing I love him and can make it tasteful)!  I did however tackle the kids play area, and for the most part, I love it.  I want to put up a clothesline of sorts to hang artwork and some funny pictures of the kids.  Here's those photos! 



It's not much, but it's perfect for us.

Monday, November 11, 2013

8 months!


Moms say it all the time, but it really is true...we can't believe how fast time flies when our babies are growing up.  Maybe it's the sleep deprivation, or the constant busy schedule of running kids here and there, or maybe time really does speed up.    Who really knows, but I'm telling you, I truly have no clue how my tiny baby is already 8 months old!

Emberlynn is the typical healthy 8 month old.  She talks up a storm...however, nothing that is a word.  She does say mama and dada, but just as sounds and not directed towards anyone just yet (my bets on dada)!  She loves to mimic faces and sounds and has this adorable fake laugh cough that gets me every time.  Sometimes she sleeps well and other times she is a horrible monster of a sleeper.  When I say "well", I mean she is still getting up 2-3x a night.  

She is not crawling yet and probably won't for a couple weeks.  At least I hope so because she is getting frustrated and finally figured out how to get up in all fours.  She just wants to chase Eyan around!  Speaking of Eyan, she loves it when he holds her or talks to her, or pretends to carry her around.  He is her most favorite "toy."

Emberlynn is still a tiny peanut.  Unofficially she is almost 15 lbs.  She still wears size 1 diapers and she is wearing 3-6 month clothes.  Most fit a little big, but overall the fit is perfect.  I think if she wasn't so tall, we would still be wearing 0-3 month clothes.  

On the topic of clothes, do you know how frustrating it is becoming to dress this girl?  I can't find cute shoes for her that are small enough. Shoes are a must as she yanks her socks off every chance she gets.  All the clothes I had for her age range are far to big for her, and the ones she wears now are mostly geared towards summer.  Oh and size 3-6 month clothing selection is pretty awful.  It's basically onesies and pants.  Gymboree and The Children's place are my go to place for more "outfit" type clothes, and even then it's a tough search. 

You know what's crazy about all of this, I just do not care that she is the size of the average 4 month old.  I love that she is tiny.  So those minor frustrations are just stupid.  Stop growing peanut...ok grow just enough that the doctors aren't concerned.

Happy 8 months sweet tiny peanut!

Thursday, November 7, 2013

National Adoption Month: My Story

This week my family suffered the loss of my grandpa.  I think I confused half of my  friends because everyone thought I was talking about my paternal grandfather, who is very well known in my area.  Of course if it's not him then it must be my maternal grandpa, who I've only met 1x and he died a few years ago (on my birthday of all days).  Then the focus gets shifted to my great-grandfathers who have been gone for a long time.

So who on Earth am I talking about?  Well my adopted grandpa.  No I was never adopted...I adopted them.  Up until this week, I never thought about how adoption has touched my life.  To me that is moms and dads adopting children to make a family.  Although my "adoption" of my grandparents has no legal barring, we still created a family.  They were as close to me as you could get without being blood.  They are truly and in every sense of the words, grandparents

Through a long series of events that are truly insignificant, I did not meet my paternal grandparents until I was in elementary school.  Naturally all my friends had two sets of grandparents at least...so I did too!  I adopted my grandma and grandpa, truly believing for about 8 years they were my blood related grandparents.    

So how and why them?  Well, when I was a baby Jen (yes the same Jen that watches Eyan and Emberlynn), babysat me.  She was like 12 or 13 and I was like 6 months old.  She watched me at her grandparents house.  She babysat me and my sister for a very long time and when she was unavailable to watch me and my sister, grandma and grandpa would watch us.  Jen called them grandma and grandpa and so I did too.    I have only known those two wonderful angels as my grandparents.  

They never missed a birthday and we spent every Christmas Eve with them for 24 years of my life.  I would spend hours over there playing and talking.  As my sister and I grew up we would take flowers to grandma on her birthday and Mother's Day and candy to grandpa on his special days.  They never treated us any different then any of their other biological grandchildren.  I can say definitively that they loved me like I was their own.  My mom loves to tell the story of how when I was younger I got mad at her because I wanted ice cream and she said no.  So I called Grandpa and he loaded Grandma up and they came and got me.  They were always there for me, through everything I could count on them.  

You see what made their appearance in my life even more challenging was that my grandma had been in a terrible car accident about 15 years prior to my birth, and was paralyzed from the neck down.  Yet even with her disability they were there.  They were at my graduation and many birthdays and had Grandma not been sick, they would have made it to my wedding.  She was extremely upset that she missed it, but I sat by her bedside and showed her tons of photos as we laughed.  Blood doesn't matter.  I adopted them and they adopted me and we became a family.  The love I have for them is unconditional.  It hurts my heart that they are both in Heaven now, but at least they are together and done suffering.  

My adoption was unconventional, but not insignificant.  Adoption is powerful regardless of convention.  The relationships and love are unbreakable and the loss hurts just the same.  

Who knows, maybe adoption is in our future. 

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Monday, November 4, 2013

Halloween Recap!

Our Halloween was FANTASTIC!  We were insanely busy and drove all over the state to see and do tons of things, but it was all worth it!

My little Ninja Turtle & Elephant had a great day with family and we're unbelievably well behaved!  


We started the day at Eyans school party, where the kids trick or treated, had some sweets (I tried to be creative with the vampire cookies)! Oh and that baby...she napped.


From there we headed to Gigi & Papi's for snuggles and of course more candy!  We just can't get enough of these people ;) 

After that we stopped at home for a quick lunch and nap.  I set up a little trick for the A-hole teenage neighbor boy...can you spot it?


After a little R&R we hopped into the truck an stopped at my parents house and Jens house so they could see the kids all dressed up!  They spoiled the heck out of my babies :)


Our last phase of the day was trick or treating with our cousins and Chuck E cheese!  We closed that place down and didn't get back home until almost midnight!  What a fantastic time we had!  Tell me about yours!

Friday, November 1, 2013

What's Eyan been up to?

I seem to flood Instagram, Facebook and Twitter with photos of Emberlynn.  I hope that is only natural, but honestly I take tons of photos of Eyan!  People are constantly asking me what he is doing and how he is adjusting.  I think school has been great for him and overall he is adjusting to all these new changes very well.  He always has adjusted to change well though.  So here is a photo update of my hysterical, adorable, perfect, smart little guy.

Skating at our rink!  Look at those cute little skates!  We have been going 1x a week for the last 3 weeks and he is getting so good!  He can skate on the carpet all by himself for hours and this week we went out onto the floor and he did pretty good.  I think in a few weeks we will have him rolling around like a pro...just like mommy!
Spending lots of fun time with Caleb...eating, skating, Halloweening, playing R2D2 and laughing for hours

Oh and having our first sleep over at Caleb's.  I may have worried all night and been a bit of a mess, but Aunt Jhantel was awesome and the boys did great!

By far my most favorite thing Eyan is doing lately is singing!  He loves to sing with me in the car to all our favorites.  Roar--Katy Perry & Mirrors--Justin Timberlake are his two favorites, but Red Solo Cup is always a hit as well.  Here he is serenading me!

Eating LOADS of candy!  We had a great time at Bass Pro and apparently they were handing out candy as well...so naturally my little sweet tooth boy was all in

Riding our goose?  This is a normal occurrence.  Someone lost this goose decoy in the middle of a highway and I pulled over and grabbed it...It has been in our yard ever since and Eyan loves the darn thing.  It might be white trash, but who cares.

Cleaning!  This boy loves vacuuming.  No like I seriously cannot get into the closet with the vacuum without him getting very excited about the option of cleaning our floors.  Needless to say my floors have never had so much lovin!
 I just love this boy!

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