#120. We Were So Thrilled To Have A Girl!

Oh Claire Marie, where do I even begin???  This post is in honor of my Claire Bear's 3rd birthday, and I think that the above quote from my mama is very appropriate being that I was my parents' only daughter and Claire is our only daughter.  Funny thing is, as thrilled as I am now to have my baby girl, I wasn't extremely thrilled in the beginning.

We found out that we were expecting baby #3 the day after Christmas- what an amazing gift!  My sweet and loving Granny (my mom's mom) that I was SO close with passed away a week and a half after I found out that I was pregnant.  I will write much more on Granny at a later date, but she was the first person that we told, as she was not well and we wanted her to know.  Her words to me were: "I hope it's a girl...but it will be another boy.  Oh well, he will be cute as the dickens' just like your other two!". 

The bond these two have is the sweetest.

 Turns out she wasn't the only one with a girl on the mind- As soon as people found out, the comments had a very common theme- "I hope it is a girl!", "Are you hoping for a girl?", "You really need a girl."  and many more.  As each person commented, I became more and more defensive. I could not STAND when people said that we needed a girl to have our family be complete.  I am a firm believer that God gives us what we are meant to have, and that if I was meant to be a boy-only  mom then I would be that to the best of my ability!  I LOVE my boys.  I thought I was doing a good job as a boy mom, it was all that I knew.  I liked having two little boys that loved their mommy, I like sports, I was NOT into the color pink, I wasn't into Barbie dolls or princesses, etc.  I actually loved the idea of having 3 little boys that would all grow up to be best buddies.  I was almost certain that Claire was a boy- I analyzed my 12 week ultrasound to no end, and was convinced that I could see a little boy "part" on it. 

Love watching this baby girl sleep!

We went for our 20 week growth ultrasound in April of 2012.  We took the boys with us, and we were almost certain that it would be verified that we were being blessed with yet another sweet bundle of boy. When the ultrasound tech told us to think pink, we about fell over!  The boys groaned and we were in slight shock.  I wasn't sure how to feel!  I knew how to handle boys, I had boy clothes and boy toys and was just a boy mom!  The whole girl thing took a little while to sink in...friends started buying pink things and tossing around girl names.  

They love her SOOOO much!

It took a little while, but I definitely warmed up to the idea of having a girl a little slower than most.  I think subconsciously I was terrified to have a girl because I remember very clearly being in the hospital with my mom towards the end...I remember her praying with me and talking to me long before I had my own kids.  I clearly remember her saying "If you ever have a daughter, please make sure you are vigilant over her health and have her take preventative measures too."  It is hard enough to worry about preventing cancer myself, but having to worry about a daughter going through what my mom did is almost too much to handle.  Many people thought that I was nuts at first because I could NOT get into the "pink" part of having a girl.  I immediately decided to decorate her nursery in purple and gray.  The pink was just such a reminder of the terrible disease that stole this baby girl's grammy.  Emotionally it was just too much for me to deal with being hormonal and pregnant and missing my mom terribly.   (I have since warmed up to pink and Claire loves it as well!)

Claire at 1 year old

Claire Marie Schafer made her grand entrance on September 4, 2012 shortly after noon.  It was an incredibly calm and peaceful delivery, unlike her two brothers'.  She was breathtakingly beautiful, like a little baby doll.  In an instant, she gained the adoration of her daddy and big brothers.  Brady would burst home from kindergarten that year to hold her on the couch.  Luke would try to get her toys and blankies constantly.  Jeremy would lay on the couch every single night for months with her on his chest once the boys were in bed.  My boys simply adore this little girl.  

She adores Brady so much!

Luke is Claire's built-in playmate.

From day one, Claire has not slept.  She did not sleep through the night for 2.5 years.  I didn't even mind (that much).  I will forever cherish the night after night after night sitting up in her rocking chair, talking to God and my mom.  11pm, 2am, 4am, you name it.  I remember so clearly rocking and thinking how God always has a perfect plan for us...I did not think that I was cut out to be a girl mom.  I did not think I necessarily had to have a girl to feel complete...but I did.  Not because everyone needs to have a girl, or a boy, or both.  But because since my mom died, even though I have amazing family and friends, I have been missing that mother-daughter relationship so, so much.

  I think that I was almost terrified to have it again because I lost it and it crushed me- but now I have it and I am so in love with this little girl that it hurts.  I love her brothers to the moon and back, and they are everything to me as well.  However, I find Claire saying things already at the tender age of almost 3 that I remember my mom saying.  I find myself doing things with her, like cooking constantly, like my mom and I did together.  It is almost like a little piece of my mom has been given back to me through her.
Brady was born at a time to be a gift from her, Luke has a heart like her, and Claire is a piece of her.  God is so, so good.  

Third child problems :)

Claire ALWAYS has sunglasses on.  Always.  She has about 8 pairs of them.

Claire still does not require much sleep (like her mother!) and is constantly on the move.  Her mouth never, ever, ever stops moving.  She is absolutely hysterical, but bossy as all get out.  She rules our household, bosses the boys around, and makes us be quiet when her baby dolls are sleeping.  She is obsessed with cooking in her play kitchen, baking in the real kitchen with me, and being a mommy to her baby dolls and princesses.  She loves to push her stroller around and fill it and her purses with all kinds of junk...she is like a mini bag-lady.  She is the tiniest little peanut, looks just like her daddy, has an amazing wardrobe, and is a prissy tomboy ( if that makes sense- she will play a full game of wiffle ball with the boys while wearing princess high heels and 50 pieces of jewelry).  She loves to swim, jump on the trampoline, and play anything in the world with her brothers.  They continue to dote on her in the sweetest of ways- they have always helped out with her, play with her, think of her even when they are not with her (they will grab her a sucker when they get haircuts, etc).  Claire cannot ever let any of us say "I love you" to her without saying "I love you to the moon and back on a blue rocket ship", and the boys happily oblige as much as we do.

Claire on her 2nd birthday

Hoping she likes Halloween more this year!

Claire is so, so many things wrapped up into a teeny package.  When she has her loud fits and demanding moments, I often think that it is my mom getting me back for when I was a defiant and mouthy teenager.  I am sure that Claire and I will have many battles over the years, but I pray that we have many wonderful memories as well.  I worry all of the time about something happening to me like it did to my mom, and I only pray that I have loads of time with my 3 babies and their daddy.  I pray that if something would happen to me that I have enough time to prepare them, especially Claire, to be a parent someday (hopefully she is not one for about 25 years to anyone other than her babydolls).  

Being a mom is TOUGH.  Being a mom without a mom is even tougher.  I hope to God that I am fortunate enough to live a long and healthy life and be here to see all three of my kids grow and have their own families.  I pray that I can be there when Claire has her own babies someday and that we have a strong mother-daughter bond for many, many years.  I hope that she knows that my mom, her grammy, loved her before she even existed.  She loved her enough to tell me to make sure to take care of her and get her the preventative treatment she would need.  

Pout face 

My beautiful girl loves vacations!

So on this third anniversary of your birth, my sweet and sour, funny and wild, silly and prissy, bossy and precious little Claire Bear, know that you are loved more than life itself.  

 Know that God sent you to us because He knew how much we needed you, even before we knew it.  Please know that I hope to be to you what my mom was to me- my role model, my best friend, and my hero.
Happy, happy birthday baby girl!

#71. God Created You To Accomplish Wonderful Things

I adore this little boy!

God Created You To Accomplish Wonderful Things

I know that when my mom wrote this journal for me, she obviously was meaning for each item to apply to me.  However, I feel that she also knew it would be my guidebook for life and that once I was a mama I would apply it to every single day.  The above quote is something I think about often when I look at my babies...I am loving every single second of their childhood and hate that it is going by so quickly, but watching them grow and develop into the little people that God created them to be is definitely one of life's greatest blessings.  

I chose this topic to write about for this post because today is my sweet Lukie Bear's 6th birthday.  I love all of my children with every bit of my being, but they are definitely all individuals and will do different things with their lives.  God no doubt created my Luke to accomplish wonderful things. 

Six years ago at 9:08am, Luke entered this world after 11 hours of labor.  We were very nervous throughout my pregnancy with him due to the trouble I had with Brady...I had to be seen by my regular doctor and a specialist in Pittsburgh each month.  I had the typical jitters about adding another baby after having just Brady.  I wasn't sure how I could love another baby as much, but boy was I wrong!  Luke is my baby boy, Brady's best friend, Claire's caretaker, and Jeremy's little helper.  

Everyone that comes into contact with Luke instantly adores him...how could you not love that sweet face with little glasses!?

  Luke is incredibly sensitive, quiet, and shy if you try to talk to him, although he has started to come out of his shell a bit.  He loves, loves, loves playing and watching sports and anything that involves his big brother and Brady's friends.  He is so obsessed with his big brother that he sleeps on his floor in his sleeping bag all the time just to be near him!  Luke loves family time so much, from playing ball with Jeremy and Brady to playing house with Claire to fishing with pap or playing cards with Nana. He is very smart and loves doing anything that involves artwork, puzzles, math, or problem solving.  He is a perfectionist like his dad and will practice things for long periods of time until he gets them right.

  ( I'm not trying to brag on my kid, but I want him to be able to look back at this someday and read what his mommy said about him at age 6 :) )

All of the above things are great, but I don't necessarily think they correlate with God creating him to accomplish wonderful things.  I think that the wonderful things he was created for are more along the lines of his heart and compassion...his heart is the biggest I have ever known.  He has a kindness inside of him that is so natural, so special, that he touches the hearts of many without even realizing it.  He is so compassionate about others...his preschool teachers can vouch for his kindness to all, even young children with disabilities in his class.  He doesn't see bad in anyone and thinks that kindness is the answer to every problem.  

Of my 3 children, Luke is my most inquisitive.  He was just asking at bedtime all about how he was born and if it was dark in my belly (haha!), if he met Grammy before he got in my belly (in Heaven before God gave him to us), and more.  He asks deep questions about God, my mom, and Heaven frequently.  The way he puts things together about this make me think that I was given this special little boy for a reason...he frequently reminds me that my mom is still alive in Heaven and can be reached through things as simple as a bedtime prayer or a balloon.  He is fascinated by the fact that we will all be together in Heaven someday and seems very reassured by this.

As a mom, it is so interesting to watch our children develop into complete individuals.  I think that it is easy to lose sight of the fact that not every child (hardly any) will make it to major leagues in sports, not all will get good grades or get into good colleges, and some may not go to college.  Not all children will grow up and get married or have children.  Not all will have fancy jobs or fancy homes.  Does this mean that we have failed as parents!??  Absolutely not.  

Luke's preschool graduation!

God created you to accomplish wonderful things.  Wonderful things in life do not truly have to do with fancy jobs, homes, or colleges.  They have to do with kindness, compassion, and humility. I don't care if a person has the greatest job or biggest bank account in the world- if they can't be kind to everyone and treat others with respect, what does that matter in the end?  

Luke's pick for a preschool graduation gift- a hermit crab!

For some reason, when thinking about this post and about this quote, I kept thinking of a sweet worker at our local Wendy's (random, I know).  There is the kindest lady that works at the drive through there...her name is Michelle.  My friends can vouch for the fact that no matter what-whatever the weather, day of the week or time of the year, when we go through that drive through, whether it be on lunch break from work or with our children for an evening Frosty- Michelle is the sweetest, most kind-hearted lady ever who brings an instant smile to your face.  Without a doubt, God created her to spread happiness through her funny and kind words she always has for her customers- she notices everything from earrings to scarves to kids in the backseat.  This is her wonderful thing!  This is how she is serving God and living her life- by being infectiously happy.  

Would I be thrilled if Luke gets good grades through school and then gets into a great college and lands a great job?  Of course.  But would I be more thrilled to know that he spreads kindness everywhere he goes?  To know that he genuinely cares about people's feelings and doesn't see race or religion or disabilities when he looks at people?  Yes.  Would I be more thrilled to know that he spreads love and shares with others about God and Heaven?  Yes.    

You see, "wonderful things" doesn't translate to "big things" or "fancy things".  Being created to do wonderful things, to me, as Luke's mom (and Brady's and Claire's) is praying and hoping that he does his part to make this world a better place.  I think that every single person that knows my Lucas Andrew Schafer can say that he is definitely well on his way to accomplishing wonderful things.  

Happy, Happy birthday my sweet little Lukie...I love you to the moon and back and am so very proud to be your mommy!

Thank you for this awesome picture, Lauren!  ;)

For my recipe for this post, I asked Luke what recipe of mine/my mom's is his favorite...he quickly said "your icing". LOL  He LOVES when I make homemade cupcakes with my special icing- he eats it straight from the bowl.  It is super fast to make and easy to color with food coloring. It is an excellent decorating/piping icing for any type of cakes/cupcakes.

Cupcake Icing

1 1/2 cups Crisco (I use the crisco sticks)

1/2 cup of hot water

1/2 tsp. almond flavoring

1/2 tsp. vanilla

1 bag of powdered sugar (2 lbs.)

Pour the hot water over the crisco and let sit for 2 minutes.  Then add in the flavorings and the powdered sugar.  Mix on medium until desired consistency.  You can then add in any colors with gel or liquid food coloring- I like the Wilton Gels.  :)