tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39718757203026780052024-02-02T11:44:48.577-06:00Schafer Shenanigans!Follow along in our little adventure from building our forever home, raising our two little's, running marathons and more!Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.comBlogger167125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-82167041618898059822016-05-31T13:08:00.000-05:002016-05-31T13:08:17.474-05:00Memorial Day WeekendWe had a wonderful weekend camping with several friends of ours. We took the chance to head south to a new area instead of camping in our usual spots. I am so glad we did! Cottonwood point at Marion Reservoir did not disappoint. We are already excited to go back next year. There is just something about being outside and having nothing on the agenda that helps you refocus. <br />
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On Saturday, Hunter found the 'swimming pool' which was really just a large puddle from where the rain caused overflow from the lake! All little boys (and girls) can smell mud from 100 miles away, for real. They can. Just ask them! </div>
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This is my attempt to get Lily to take a nap. She was NOT having it and thought the better thing to do was sit on mom and see how long it would take for me to give in. She kept turning around, looking at me with her big beautiful eyes, laughing and then saying 'Hi'. It wasn't long before we were back outside! I am a sucker, I know :)<br />
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After a day in the <strike>'swimming pool' </strike>mud hole, the little guy was so tired. He didn't want to give in to bed time so I just let him sit with me. Within minutes this was how things ended up. Matt kept asking if I wanted him to take Hunter to the camper and I just said 'No'. My heart was full because I knew times like these were getting fewer and far between. I soaked up every ounce of this night!<br />
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We have some great friends that live close to where we were camping. They just had the most precious little miracle baby and I HAD to get my hands on her. Best part is they live on 40 acres and have a couple horses. Hunter was so excited to get to ride and Veronica was so patient and wonderful with him. He loved every minute of this and I loved getting to snuggle sweet little Clara.<br />
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Sunday night we lit up the campsite...or the kids did! I had been stocking up on these glow sticks for a couple weeks. Best couple dollars I have spent! The kids loved them. The joy on their faces when we pulled them out and put them together was priceless. Reminds me time and time again to see life through the eyes of a child!<br />
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We had such a great weekend. As you can tell, the kids really enjoyed themselves. It was a very quite drive home that's for sure!<br />
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This weekend reminded me how important time with my family is and how
quickly it can pass. I am honored to live in a country where I get to do
this without fear. Another reflection from the weekend is that we truly
are blessed to have men and women willing to risk their lives for us. I
can't wait for my kids to get older so that I can teach them the
importance of this day.<br />
<span id="goog_1864887599"></span><span id="goog_1864887600"></span><br />Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-53691510054681620092016-05-27T13:35:00.001-05:002016-05-27T13:36:14.034-05:00Five on FridayJoining in on the fun and doing Five on Friday. Here are five things on my mind today!<br />
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It's Memorial Day Weekend and even though we are gearing up to go camping my heart is thinking of those that have given the ultimate sacrifice. My heart hurts and my eyes fill with tears just thinking about this. I have such a pride for our country and knowing that young men and women give their lives daily for me keeps me humble.<br />
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My crazies! We are in the midst of so many adventures with these two! Sometimes being a mom is hard...ok a lot of the times. Especially in this season we are going through. One is potty training but can't seem to figure out the pooping part (sorry TMI), the other well she is 100% me and is 18 months. She is hell bent on doing everything her way. Her new favorite word...'NO' and she says it with authority!<br />
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Chewbaca Mom. I seriously can't get enough of her. Her pure joy will make any bad day better. And her heart is on fire for Jesus and that is A-Mazing! She is using her voice to bring about joy to this broken world!<br />
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Set backs stink but they happen. We are in the midst of building our forever home and Mother Nature is not cooperating! It will happen though...one day ;) We have a back wall formed and the wall for the garage formed...progress!<br />
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I am stronger then I think but still not where I want to be. I have been doing CrossFit since November and there are still times I feel defeated when I leave the gym. Like today...totally defeated but then I remember how far I have come.<br />
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This struck me like a bolt of lightening the other day. What are you saying that you aren't backing up?<br />
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I have distanced myself from people in my life because their actions have continued to show me that me being a part of their lives doesn't mean that much to them. They can say it all they want but their actions speak volumes over them.<br />
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Some may say that I read into things too much or that I am overreacting and maybe on somethings I am and I will acknowledge that if they acknowledge the hurt. My memory will keep some of the little things they were there for but it will highlight the BIG things they missed. Those are the actions I will see replaying several times a month.<br />
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Some may say it's time to get over it and they may be right but now I have two little one's hearts to protect. I do not, nor will I ever portray my fears of being close to people onto my kids but I will also teach them the value of actions over words. I don't want my kids to ever have a doubt that they mean the world to me. I don't ever want them to doubt the love I have for them and the only way to keep this from happening is to back up my words with actions.<br />
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Reflecting on life can be hard. I have made mistakes, we all have but I am mature enough to acknowledge them. Will it change how I approach things, yes because I am guarding my heart and my kids but at the same time I am willing to give it a chance. I will always remember the hurt I felt on the big days where the lack of presence spoke volumes.<br />
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Remember to back up your words with actions. Love deeply no matter what. <br />
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<br />Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-1766920784934129412016-05-13T11:37:00.001-05:002016-05-13T11:37:14.013-05:00Dusting off the ol' blogWow, it has been over 2 years since I have written a post. So, I think it is time to start this ol' thing up again. I have been thinking about it for some time but I just didn't know where to start. I want this to be more than just a blog so we will see where it goes. But before I get in too deep, let me know tell you what the last two years has been like.<br />
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This little baby...is now this amazing little boy! He is full of wonder, imagination, love, laughter and all things little boy are full of :) He continues to steal my heart on a daily basis.<br />
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He became a BIG brother to this little girl in November 2014 and our world has been crazy ever since. This one is a spit fire and will be keeping us on our toes for sure. She is probably the reason I haven't blogged in awhile! haha<br />
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<i><span style="font-size: x-small;"> He has been an amazing big brother from the start! He loves his Lilypad!</span></i></div>
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I started running again and have been hitting some great PR's. This is my happy place and is one of the things that really keeps me grounded. I also started CrossFit last Novemeber and have enjoyed the progress I have made in my weight lifting.<br />
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I took a job in Topeka, so we sold our house, moved in with my in-laws and started building our forever home. It has been a lot LONGER process then anyone thought but we are making progress. We started pouring concrete today! We bought a camper so we have been spending a lot of time doing that this spring....and I mean A LOT! The last month we have been camping :) It is hard to not have a place of your own so this is our little place until our home is built. <br />
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I also started a new business venture in April or 2014 that has kept me pretty busy. It has changed our lives for the better and I can't wait to see where it continues to take me.<br />
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So, that is small snippet into our lives over the last couple years. I am still thinking and praying about what I want this blog to become. I seem to have a lot that I would love to say about life, being a mom, work, running etc but just not sure how to put it down in writing. We will see where this goes.<br />
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<br />Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-76072371296451237682014-11-04T12:20:00.001-06:002014-11-04T12:21:07.887-06:00Pumpkins and Halloween 2014It was another great Halloween for the Schafer's. Hunter was a little more into the pumpkin carving this year than last year. Obviously his age had A LOT to do with it :)!<br />
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He had so much fun cleaning the pumpkin out with dad. He just kept saying 'oooohhh' 'aaahhh' and laughing uncontrollably. We did a self portratit of Hunter for the pumpkin...ok not really but we tried. HAHA.<br />
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The best part was when we turned out the lights and lit the pumpkin and Hunter gave the most infectious belly laugh. There is nothing better than the laugh of a child.<br />
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We anxiously waited for Friday night! We did not let Hunter Trick or Treat but he did pass out candy to the other kids. Or at least he tried :) Mostly he just ran around like the crazy pants that he is and entertained the adults.<br />
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But then again, that might have been better than passing out candy anyway. Matt found the costume he wanted Hunter to be...Max from "Where the Wild Things Are". He wanted to dress up as one of the Wild Things but we could not find an Adult Costume.<br />
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Maybe in 2 years we can prepare better (I say 2 years because the Max costume will fit Little Miss and Hunter can go as a Wild Thing:)).<br />
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So with Halloween 2014 in the books we are on to anxiously waiting for Little Miss to arrive, Thanksgiving and Christmas! I LOVE this time of year. Be thankful for your blessings!Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-19102865053905120952014-10-30T16:12:00.002-05:002014-10-30T16:12:45.889-05:00Scarf Swap 2014Ahh, I am late to the party as usual :) I participated in Scarf Swap 2014 and I LOVE my new scarf. This was my first time doing this so I was not sure what to expect or really what to do exactly. Now that I have been through it once, I can't wait for next year! I have ideas to be a better swapper to my partner! (Sorry to Sara for getting a newbie this year.)<br />
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I was paired with Sara (won't link to her blog because it is private). She sent me this BEAUITFUL blue scarf. I love it because it is so me. The color is perfect and is not a color I have. I could not wait to wear it, so today was the day! With the temps dropping here in Kansas this scarf will be worn a lot! I have already been on Pinterest finding new ways to wear it!<br />
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Thanks Sara! And thank you <a href="http://www.theperfectcatchblog.com/">Chelsea</a> for hosting.
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Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-1773371476823745302014-10-14T16:14:00.002-05:002014-10-14T16:14:37.059-05:001st Ever 'Hunterman' DayIn a few short weeks there will be a newborn in the house. This transition may not be easy for Hunter and the last thing we ever want to do is for him to feel like he is being replaced or that he is not as important. I started thinking about what we can do before our little girl arrived and decided that Matt and I needed to find a day that we could take off work and focus only on Hunter. This meant, no email, no work phone calls, no projects for Lily's room, no cleaning (yes!) etc. Just spending time with our little man.<br />
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So a few Fridays ago we both took off work and spent the day with Hunter. We were hoping for a nice fall day to do as much outside as possible because he loves to be outside but the morning was not too kind to us. It rained most of the morning so we just spent time inside playing. He is not old enough yet to tell us what he likes/doesn't like to do or what he would want to do so we just did what we thought he would like.<br />
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Breakfast started with donuts! He liked those a little but REALLY liked the large blueberry muffin. After breakfast it was just the 3 of us. He kept looking at both of us like, aren't we supposed to be getting ready to leave...but after a little bit he became his usual crazy self.<br />
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After spending most of the morning in his PJ's we changed and headed to Manhattan. We had lunch and did a little shopping, although we didn't find what we were looking for for Hunter we did find a few things.<br />
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After that we headed to Britt's Farm to their pumpkin patch. The rain had cleared but it was still pretty muddy but we didn't let this stop us. We fed the animals which Hunter loved, took some silly pictures, went to the pumpkin patch to pick out our pumpkins and then did the hay-rack ride. During the ride Hunter did fall asleep! The day wore him out :) All in all it was a great trip. The look on Hunter's face when he found his pumpkin was priceless and made the whole day worth it.<br />
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Having a day just for Hunter is something that we will want to continue. It is so important for me to make sure he knows that he is just as loved now as when Lily is here.Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-31511662944536335232014-09-25T12:06:00.000-05:002014-09-25T12:06:07.151-05:00Where have I been?Well it has been awhile since I have posted...time has really gotten away from me. So here is a short and sweet update of what has been going on with The Schafers!<br />
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1. We are preparing for Schafer #2's arrival. We found out that we will be welcoming a Baby Girl! She should be here not later than November 24 (thank you gestational diabetes for a week early induction date!)<br />
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I am still have dreams the sonographer was wrong and that we will be having another little boy instead. So I have been trying to keep focused on putting together a little girl nursery and not worrying about the anxiety and the dreams.<br />
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2. Hunter is taking up a lot of our time as he learns and explores new things. He will be 17 months on the 26th! From his doctors appointment last month he is skinny, short, and has a big head! I LOVE everything about him.<br />
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3. Hunter had eye surgery for clogged tears ducts and did GREAT! He was such a champ during the whole process and of course he won over every nurses heart! :)<br />
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4. Hunter has a wild imagination and I so enjoy watching him learn. He likes to build things and then thrown the on the floor or down the stairs to see them break apart. He also likes to play 52 card pick up! He LOVES to ride on the mower with dad, or any other thing such as a side by side, gator or tractor!<br />
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5. Football season is in full swing! The Texas A&M Aggies are off to a great start. Wish I could do to a game in the <strike>new </strike> updated stadium, but maybe next year! Kansas State is also doing great and I look forward to seeing them in Big 12 play.<br />
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6. We have done some house updating by redoing the upstairs bathrooms and painting (yes painting) all the trim in the house. It has taken a long time and the trim is STILL not done (hard when it's only you working on it). Once it is all done it will look great!<br />
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Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-74622895251081435182014-05-22T12:09:00.000-05:002014-05-22T12:09:02.363-05:00ReactionsIt is funny the different reactions I have received since telling people I am pregnant again. Oh yes, by the way we are expecting Baby #2 in December :)<br />
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Most people have been really excited (or at least acted like it in front of me), others have either voiced their opinions by facial expressions or actually saying what they are thinking. I do understand that everyone has the right to have their own opinion but when you are not in my shoes it is hard for you to understand. So let me explain it to those with the "not so excited' opinions.<br />
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1. <i>"Wow, how close are they going to be? Seems really soon to be having another baby"</i><br />
Hunter and Baby S will be around 20 months apart. Yes, that does seem close for you but not for me. Let me know how you feel when your doctor tells you 6 weeks after giving birth to your first child that if you want more than 1 you should probably not wait. We took her advice and did not wait.<br />
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2. <i>"Are you sure this will be good for Hunter. Won't he feel replaced?"</i><br />
Umm, what? Does your first child feel replaced? Ok, seriously who says stuff like this?<br />
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3. <i>"Are you done having kids after this one?"</i><br />
Well, honestly I can tell you that I say I know the answer to this question but at the same time maybe not. I do feel that this will be the last one for Matt and I. There are several reason for this. Mainly, I do not think, no I KNOW my heart can not handle losing another child. I have lost 2 children in the process of 4 years and I know my heart can not take anymore. Also, I have to think about money and how affording more than 2 will be very tough on our family. I want our 2 kids to be able to enjoy their childhoods and while they do that I want Matt and I to be able to enjoy it also without stressing about money.<br />
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4. <i>"Hope you are ready to pay for 2 kids to go through college at the same time."</i><br />
Well, not at this moment I am not, but I will be. My parents did it so I know it can be done. They weren't millionaires either. This is what parents do.<br />
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So needless to say, there has been a mixed bag of reactions but thankfully in my old age I am learning to let go of the ones that are not a benefit for me. Some people just don't have filter's and will say whatever is on their minds. I am so very excited to be able to bring another child into this world. Hunter will be the BEST big brother and I can't wait to watch him grow up with his little brother or sister. And seriously, we make cute kids so why not bring another into this world :)<br />
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Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-3152222240952133102014-05-15T12:18:00.001-05:002014-05-15T12:18:32.728-05:00Branson GetAwayMatt and I celebrated our 5 year anniversary over the weekend in Branson. Even though our anniversary is in April, this was the first chance we had to get away. It was WONDERFUL! We spent countless hours together and no one died, played 3 rounds of golf and no one died, kayaked and no one died! See a trend here :) Anyway, we had a great time and I can't wait to celebrate many many more years with him. He has truly been my rock the last few years and I don't know what I would do without him.<br />
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Our first day of golf. Ready to go bright and early!</div>
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Kayaking! This was so fun. I can't wait to go back and do it again! Lake Taneycomo</div>
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We had dinner on The Landing each night. It was a beautiful view.</div>
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We had the privilege of golfing at Payne Stewart's Golf Course in Branson. So awesome! (and HARD)</div>
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Beautiful course, very hilly and lots of obstacles.</div>
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The tee boxes! Little golf hats that Payne Stewart always wore!</div>
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It was a great relaxing vacation. One that I will be happy to do again. So thankful for the last 5 years with Matt and look forward to many more!</div>
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5 years ago, I married a man that I knew loved me but I really didn't know how much. I married a man that held me more times than he should have during our first year of marriage as I cried about my past and 'what if' moments. He held me and told me he was there, he loved me and that wouldn't change.<br />
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5 years ago, I married a man that when I hit rock bottom instead of pushing me to 'suck it up' and 'get over it' he crawled down with me and waited until I was ready. When that time came he held out his hand and took that first step with me.<br />
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5 years ago, I married a man that has been on the receiving end of 3 phone calls that no husband ever wants to hear. "Matt, something is wrong you need to come to the hospital now." He took those phone calls as well as any man could, rushed to my side and cried with me. But then, he straighten himself up and he became my rock. He held my hand, let me cry and scream and blame God.<br />
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5 years ago, I married a man of faith, but I did not know how much until those 3 phone calls. While I was pushing God away and blaming Him, Matt was down on his knees praying for God's presences in our lives, in my life and for me. He was putting me first and asking God to be with me, to watch over me and to love me. He was fiercely praying for our family like I was unable to do.<br />
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5 years ago, I married a man who has shown me more love and devotional than I could ever ask for. He is man of his word. I pushed and pushed and pushed in the beginning and he loved, and loved, and loved.<br />
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5 years ago, Matt Schafer changed my world. He may never know how much I love him (mainly because I don't express it enough). In the last 5 years I have received more joy than I ever thought possible. It might have been a hard 5 years but I would not have wanted this journey to be with anyone else. When I think back on the last 5 years I don't see all the heartache, I see the joy. Matt brings a smile to my face in the darkest moments, he makes me laugh when all I want to do is be angry at him (and that's just makes it worse haha). I can't stay mad at him because after venting I realize that life is not worth it to be mad or he says or does something stupid that makes me forget.<br />
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5 years ago, had you have told me this is what it would have been like, I would have made the plunge! I am thankful everyday that he chose me to be his wife and to stand by his side forever. I may not be the best wife in the world and some days he deserves way more than I give him, but he will always tell me that I am enough. And for me, that is all I need to hear.<br />
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5 years, 4 moves, 2 cats (we already had the dogs), one crazy human and thousands of memories later, I am more in love with him that I ever thought possible. Thank you Matt for the last 5 years and I can't wait to see what the next 5 bring. This journey called life is so much better with you by my side!<br />
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<br />Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-51406730840172585052014-04-01T09:51:00.001-05:002014-04-01T09:51:13.895-05:0011 MonthsYep that is right, Hunter is 11 months! I have less than 26 days now until he turns ONE! I really can not believe where the time has gone. This year has past by in a flash but I can say it has been one of the best years of my life.<br />
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I don't have any stats on him since we don't go to the doctor until he is a year but he is in 12-18 month clothes although they are a tad big. He probably weighs close to 22-23 lbs (that is a rough estimate) and according to Matt he is about 2 1/2 feet tall (haha)<br />
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We are working on more words and pointing out things but he is not that interested in saying anything other than 'dada' and sometimes 'mama'. I am getting ready for a party in a few weeks and hoping the tears don't fall too much :)<br />
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Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-82813718586770321892014-03-02T18:28:00.000-06:002014-03-02T18:28:52.517-06:00Hunter is 10 Months!Hunter turned 10 months on February 26 and man was it a BIG month for him!<br />
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<li>Juice</li>
<li>His puppies</li>
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It has been a great month and I look forward to all the news things he will do this month!<br />
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I write this blog, not so people feel sorry for me but so that maybe in some way I can help others. It has been on my heart for sometime now to write this and let my heart be known.<br />
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Being labeled infertile (<i>definition: not being able to convenience despite having unprotected sex for a year or more-<a href="http://www.womenshealth.gov/publications/our-publications/fact-sheet/infertility.html#a">womenshealth.gov</a></i>) was never a label that I ever thought I would have. It is not something that I want to define me either so I am trying to let it empower me.<br />
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You maybe thinking, how are you infertile but have a child? Yes, it is true that I was finally about to have a baby but still I am considered infertile. Hunter has been and will always be a blessing, but the road was a long, windy, hard road to go down. It took over 3 years, 1 loss and lots of medicine to find the end of the road. There were times where I wanted to turn back around and give up but I didn't and thankfully I was able to see the reward but what does it all mean now? Am I fixed? Am I over it?<br />
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No, absolutely not and anyone that goes through this journey should be aware that even when you are able to have a child your journey does not end and you don't just 'get over it'. Just because I have a child now does not mean that my heart does not still yearn to have another or that my heart does not still hurt for the 2 babies that I have lost. My heart will always feel this no matter what. My heart hurts for those women that are still going through treatments to have a child or ones that treatment is just not going to work. Fertility drugs worked for me but not immediately, but they did work and that is what I have to hold on to. Now as we head down the road again after another loss we are right back were we started except I now know what to reward is that is waiting at the end of the road. No matter how long, bumpy, windy, hard it is I know the reward and that keeps me heading in that direction.<br />
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My heart longs to have another baby but I also have to come to the realization that it might not be in the cards for me. I see women announce pregnancies and my heart hurts. I am jealous of them and want that to be me and then I feel so selfish about it. I have been blessed with one child why should I be greedy when there are others who have not. When I look at Hunter I am reminded of my blessings and the jealousy subsides but the selfishness does not. This feeling has to be ok. I am a woman and I can't just turn off the desire for children. I am happy for those around me that have the ability to easily conceive, that don't have trouble carrying a baby full-term, but I am not ashamed to say that there is a part of me that gets mad, and bitter.<br />
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Don't get me wrong though, those feelings do not go to those women but an internal battle with myself. As women that battle infertility and a world that deems your ability as a mother part of your worth we need to hold each other up. We need to be there for each other when times get bad and we want to punch the wall and scream and ask "why me" or "why not me". Instead of seeing labels we need to see our own beauty, are own worth outside of being a mom, and give to this world what we are capable of through our hearts.<br />
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If you battle infertility, you are not alone. You should never feel alone, you should never feel like you are worth less than you are because you do not have child. You should know that we are all beautiful and that is the label we need to carry. So if someone is going to label me, I want it to be a label I choose not one that was unfortunately given to me. So I choose...<br />
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He has been singing for over 30 years! That is a statement in itself of the music he has produced. I can not even put into words what it meant to me to be at the concert.<br />
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Matt and I went with 2 of our good friends, Gabe and Karalie Gantz. We went down to Kansas City on Saturday afternoon and headed to McFadden's which was across the street from the Sprint Center. We wanted to get down there and relax and pretty much just make a day out of hanging out. With recent events in our lives Matt and I felt we need some time to really unwind. Our friends Annie and Tyler Wade joined for dinner and then we headed out to the concert.<br />
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Eric Church was the opening act and did an acoustic show and OMG it was fantastic. We have seen Eric in concert before with all the lights, and fire, etc but for me this show was his best. It was him and his guitar. And let me know tell you that man is sexy up there with just his voice and that guitar! :)<br />
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Then is was the King himself, George! He is not a flashy person but he still puts on one of the best shows I have ever seen. I mean, how could he not he is the King of Country! I really could just listen to him sing all day long and he is not bad to look at either! After the concert we went back to the hotel and while in my sadness of not seeing George Strait in concert again (although I completely understand that he is ready to retire) Matt surprised me with tickets to the Wichita, KS show! Now I can't wait to see George again! What a great birthday present for me :)<br />
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<br />Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-46965494781831339582014-01-10T13:10:00.003-06:002014-01-10T13:10:42.003-06:005 Ways I am going to be a better person in 2014So I have always thought that I am a good person, and I still think that I am but I have done some soul searching and realized a few things about me that don't make me that great of one. I used the first few weeks of 2014 to really think about my life, the person that I think I am, and the person that other people seem to think I am and those 2 don't seem to match up and that doesn't make me very happy. So I have decided that there are 5 ways for me to be a better person in 2014.<br />
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1. Stop the negativity<br />
Hunter wakes up every morning, after every nap with a smile on his face. He LOVES life and I want to be like that. I use to be like that! Always with a smile on my face, laughing and enjoying life. These days I feel like I hang my head, cry more than laugh and let a negative attitude control my day. Not anymore!<br />
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I plan to be more positive in the way I live my life. How will I do that you ask? Simple, spend more time with positive thoughts. Yes, that might seem hard for someone who has let her negative mind take over but we are talking baby steps here. My plan is to each day wake up with a positive affirmation about my life. It might be the same one over and over a few days but it is what I will be doing. When negative thoughts come into my mind or I hear something negative I am going to do my best to brush it off and not let it affect me. I do have a tendency to let things really get to me, that might be my over sensitive heart but I think it is time to not let others affect me so much. I am the one in control of my life not those that think negatively about me.<br />
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I plan to try my best at stopping the negative talk. This just infects everyone around me and I don't want to be someone that brings other people down. If you are around me and hear me start talking negative give me swift kick in the rear...or at least remind me of being a better person. The biggest part of this is watching how I speak about Matt to others. People have gotten the wrong view of my husband and I might be at fault for that and that hurts me. Matt is one of the sweetest, kindest, understand man I know. He loves big! Does he have faults, but don't we all. He at least will own up to his and for that I am thankful because there are people in this world who don't. My job as his wife is to lift him up not tear him down. He would do anything for anyone in this world no matter the circumstances and I need to be more of an uplifting wife instead of the one that brings up the faults. Believe me, I know that Matt is not out there talking to people about my faults because he is a better person than that :)<br />
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2. Laugh More<br />
Laughing is the best medicine and if you don't think so, find a small child and tickle the daylights out of them and tell me their laugh is not infectious and makes your whole day better. Hunter has a laugh that would light up the darkest room and the reason I know that is because in the last week when my heart was very dark with pain his laugh gave me peace, and hope, and my first laugh in days. I have a pretty darn funny husband (although don't tell him I have admitted that) and he makes me laugh EVERY.SINGLE.DAY. It is the best and even though I laugh every day with my family, I want to laugh more often. It is contagious...just try it.<br />
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3. Be a better friend<br />
I let things get to me more than I should with my friends. If I put something out there and no one responds it hurts my feelings (yes that is the over sensitive part of me) and that is not what good friends do. Friends understand that life is busy and people can't do/afford everything. I want to try and not let the little things get to me and be a better friend. I want to be someone my friends feel like they can come to with anything and know that I will have an open heart and open arms anytime. I have some people great friends, actual people should be jealous of me because of them and I want to be great for them, they deserve it. So I will be there for them more, talk to them more about there life and LISTEN when they talk instead of saying something about my life. I will try and talk it all in and just be with them because I love them all dearly and want to be there for them how they have been there for me.<br />
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4. Play More<br />
I am going to play more. That is with Hunter, with Matt, with the animals, with anyone. I will put down the phone, the ipad, the computer and play. Hunter is thriving for my attention at night and I need to give that to him. To be a better person in 2014 I need to be a better mom. When it is not freakishly cold (yes, this is cold for a Texas girl) I want to be outside, exploring the bugs, chasing the dogs, getting as dirty as we possible can because that is what life is all about. Have fun, being with the people I love and exploring new things.<br />
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5. Find my faith<br />
Now this one may seem weird to some of you because you think, I thought she was a Christian? I am, and I have a relationship with God but I want it to be deeper, more meaningful, etc. How do I do this? I am not sure. I go to church on Sundays, I read the bible and I pray but I don't 'feel' it. I can't seem to 'let go and let God'. How will having this make me a better person in 2014? I fell like everything above can be help with having Christ the center of my life. To lose negativity I should feel my life with love, happiness and more and what more can I do that bring God into that? Overall, being a better person for me can be summed up in being a better child of Christ.<br />
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So this is how I will be a better person in 2014. How will you be a better person, wife, mother, friend, father, etc in 2014?<br />
<br />Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-88487852323965028262014-01-09T15:17:00.002-06:002014-01-09T15:17:31.727-06:002013 Year in Review...better late than neverWe are 9 days into 2014 and I have yet to review everything that happened last year! Wow, time really does get away from us sometimes. So here goes my year in review!<br />
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January-<br />
We welcomed little Miss Chloe Madison Swanson into our family. She is the cutest thing in the world and just adds so much joy to her Aunts heart. Emma has adjusted to being a big sister and is one of the best I have seen. She loves on Chloe, and helps her momma out with things and more. It is fun to see them together and I was so excited to be able to be there with my sister.<br />
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February/March<br />
Not a lot went on we were just trying to get everything together for the arrival of Hunter. I was also diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes during March so that was fun to deal with for the last few weeks of pregnancy. It was not as bad as I had imagined and am thankful the diagnosis kept Hunter and I healthy. <br />
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Matt and I celebrated 4 years of marriage. We have had some ups and some (many downs) during those 4 years but I am thankful for the man I married and the life we have created together.<br />
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Also, the big news is we welcomed our little man into our lives! Hunter was born on April 26 and from that day my life has changed. He has brought more joy and love to my life than I ever though possible. Matt and I have realized what we can do on little sleep :) Hunter lights up any room he enters and has a laugh that is so contagious. I have loved every minute with him even if it's at 4am.<br />
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May/June<br />
We spent most of our days learning to adjust to life as a family of 3 during the month of May.<br />
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June was a little more exciting. Hunter got to meet his great aunts, great uncles, and some cousins<br />
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at the Schafer Family reunion. He finally got to meet his Uncle Nick as well. He is excited to meet his Aunt Elora sometime as she was not able to make the trip.<br />
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Also, our dear friends Gabe and Karlie were married in June. It was a beautiful wedding with even more beautiful people involved. We are so happy for the 2 of them and blessed to have them in our lives.<br />
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July-<br />
Hunter made his first plane trip down to Texas to meet his PaPa, Aunts Lea and JoJo, Uncles Chris and Jason, and Cousins Emma, Chloe, and Faith. He was not able to meet Matthew and Haylea on this trip. He did get to meet some new people, Jennifer, Samantha, Trace and Brody. It was so fun seeing all of the interact.<br />
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We took a trip to Herkimer, KS which I have been told is the best place on earth for the wedding of some other dear friends Dan and Kari. We had a great time celebrating their marriage as well. And Herkimer ain't too bad of a place :)<br />
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August/September/October<br />
These months pretty much flew by. In August we added a beautiful little girl to our group of friends, Miss Ellie Wade. She was perfect from the beginning and I am pretty sure that Hunter and his buddy Jaceigh are going to corrupt little sweet Ellie. It is going to be fun watching these little guys all grow up together.<br />
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October was Hunter's first Halloween and even though he didn't 'Trick or Treat' he still dressed up.<br />
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November/December<br />
Again these months flew by with a lot of 'first'. Hunter's first Thanksgiving and first Christmas. Christmas we were really good and did not go overboard because as fun as the first Christmas is, we didn't want to waste a lot of money on stuff he had no interest in. Now next year will be a different story. Hunter's favorite part of Christmas was taking the ribbon off the tree EVERY TIME I PUT IT ON THERE. He thought it was the best game ever!<br />
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So that was 2013. I am hoping to be a better blogger this year so that I can really remember all that happened in the last year because my memory is TERRIBLE. If I missed something that you were apart of last year I am sorry, my brain can't remember much these days.<br />
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There are so many more fun things that went on last year but this just sums it up a little. Best wishes to all in 2014!<br />
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<br />Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-29135458298308742502014-01-04T14:27:00.000-06:002014-01-04T14:27:10.778-06:00I have an 8 month old...WHAAATTT??Yes, I can't believe it that we have an 8 month old. The time has flown by. Before I know it I will be working on his first birthday party...that reminds me I need to get on Pinterest later :)<br />
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So Hunter turned 8 months on December 26 but with us traveling to Texas for Christmas, an unfortunate loss, and Hunter having his first ear infection I am just now getting to this post. Life really does not go your way sometimes and before you know it it's a new year!<br />
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A few things about Hunter in month 8<br />
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<li>20lbs! Yes, this is off the bathroom scale I still can't believe it. Chloe, his cousin who is 4 months old doesn't even weigh near that. Hunterman just doesn't miss a meal.</li>
<li>LOVES his bath time still. He got new toys for Christmas and has so much fun playing with them. Although his favorite thing to do is splash water EVERYWHERE!</li>
<li>Wearing 6-9 month clothes but mostly 9 months.</li>
<li>Eating more solid food. He LOVES pancakes! (just like his momma)</li>
<li>Says 'dadda', 'momma', and sometimes he will try his name</li>
<li>Loves to feed the dogs from his chair. He doesn't throw the food on the floor he actually leans over to them and gives them the food from his hand</li>
<li>Thinks sneezes are funny</li>
<li>Was sleeping through the night but with being sick and a little growth spurt we are getting up once a night</li>
<li>Has 1 tooth just about to poke through. We can see the whole and feel the tooth but it is not quite up yet</li>
<li>Has had his first ear infection. I am thankful it took this long!</li>
<li>Still not a very good napper</li>
<li>Standing for a few seconds on his own. Will walk with assistance.</li>
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Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-89119460038185100902014-01-01T08:58:00.000-06:002014-01-01T08:58:00.411-06:00A Letter to My Little NuggetTo My Sweet Little Nugget-<br />
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I never thought this would be the blog I would write about you, or that it would be done on the first day of 2014 but sometimes things just don't go your way. I miss you more than you will ever know. When I found out that I was pregnant with you I was so excited but a little shock at the same time. I never thought it would be that easy for your dad and I to get pregnant again. We had prayed and prayed for you and were so excited you were going to be in our lives. Hunter was going to be a big brother and he would have been one of the best. I thought about all the things we would start to do with our family of 4 this year and would get so excited. You were going to complete us but it looks like God has different plans for you. We trust in His plan and as heartbroken as we are we know that you are going to be well taken care of. I hope that you have found your other brother or sister and that y'all are watching over us as I write this. Hunter is lucky to have 2 guardian angels watching over him now. <br />
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You and I only spent a short 10 weeks together but I would not have traded them for anything. My heart aches and hurts that we lost you but I find comfort that you are safe in the arms of our heavenly Father. Yesterday was one of the hardest days of my life when the doctor told me that you were not going to make it. That is the hardest thing for any mother to hear. To be honest, I hate hearing those words and I am angry but not at you. This is not your fault. I love you more than you will ever know and I will miss you everyday of the rest of my life but I am sad and angry that you are not going to be with us.<br />
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I love you and I miss you more everyday. Sometimes I think this is just a really bad dream but then reality hits me and I realize it's not. I hope that you never think that I don't love you or that I blame you when I get upset because that is not the case. You are my angel baby and I hope that you are having fun with my other angel baby.<br />
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Love,<br />
Your Mom<br />
<br />Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-47539349812929272052013-12-11T13:30:00.001-06:002013-12-11T13:30:11.582-06:00A Change of Heart...Not BodyThis morning I read something that really hit home for me. It was <a href="http://butterflywriterblog.wordpress.com/2013/02/06/17-things-boys-need-from-their-moms/">17 Things Boys Need from their Moms</a>. It really got me thinking about Hunter and what my negativity can be doing in his life. He might only be 7 months old but he is still being influenced daily by my actions. Wow, can you say a dagger to the heart. I want to bring positive influence to Hunter not negative. So with that I am going to make some changes.<br />
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1. Negative Self Image<br />
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<li>I am one of my own worst enemies. I am not good enough, pretty enough, strong enough, skinny enough...etc. This is a struggle I have had for many years and it needs to stop. I need to stop thinking about changing my body and instead changing my heart. It is not what is on the outside that will be what Hunter remembers when I am gone it is what is on the inside. To him I am the most beautiful person he knows and it should stay that way but it won't if he continuously hears me says negative things about myself.</li>
<li>On the other side of things if he hears me says I am not skinny enough or strong enough, etc he will start to compare himself in the mirror also. This is just not a problem for girls, boys have body images also. I want him to know that he perfect the way he is. </li>
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<li>I am not always the best wife that Matt deserves and that is on me. I don't take compliments (see #1) and when Matt says nice things about me I shrug them off. This is sending a message to Hunter that women don't want to hear nice things and stuff like that does not matter. If I listen and am more thankful for those compliments it will teach Hunter that a nice word can go a long way.</li>
<li>I am quick to anger with Matt and as Hunter grows up this is something he will see. He should not believe that that is what marriage is about. He should know it's about friendship, respect, love, laughter and more. I need and want him to see me respect his dad so that in turn he will also.</li>
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There are some other things I know I need to work on but these 3 really come to mind the most. I want to be a mom that my son can look at and say "She is great. She taught me to see the joy in everything, to live life to the fullest, and to respect men and women both." I don't want him to look back on his childhood and only see and hear negativity in our home. It is time for a change, and it's not with my body it's with my heart. It is going to be a hard journey but in the end Hunter is worth it.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-6446027880328569122013-12-10T17:03:00.002-06:002013-12-10T17:03:22.178-06:007 MONTHSOh dear...I have a 7 month old! I just can't believe that Hunter is already 7 months. I really wish that time would slow down. I am having 'mommy regret' bad lately. I want time to stand still so that I can soak up every moment with him. When he frustrates me I get upset with him and then immediately regret it. He is in the 'let's push the limits' stage, or what the doctor calls 'exploration'. I really think he just likes to see how far he can push things before mommy reacts. And I will be dealing with this for the next 18 years of my life!<br />
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<li style="text-align: left;">He is crawling EVERYWHERE</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">He pulls up on EVERYTHING</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">Locates the dog & cat water bowl like it has a magnetic pull for him</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">Has moved to a big boy car seat :(</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">Says 'dada' to almost everything</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">Stills LOVES bath time</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">HATES his jacket</li>
<li style="text-align: left;">Wearing 6-9 month clothes...mostly 9 months :)</li>
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We spent Thanksgiving with my family in Waco and Hunter loved being around his cousins. He is about 5lbs heavier than his cousin Chloe who is 3 months old! Let's just say my little guy doesn't miss a meal. We had a great time with my family and I am thankful to have had Hunter with us this year.<br />
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Learning how to ride a horse from his favorite Baylor Bandwagon Fan :) (AKA his favorite T-Rye)</div>
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While in Waco we were able to visit with Natalie and Travis. They are always a blessing to see and I am so thankful for their friendship and their continued prayers for our family. We love to joke with them about Travis being a bandwagon Baylor fan and are lucky that they easily take jokes. :) We love seeing them and even Jim and Susan got to meet Hunter!</div>
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Rachel Schaferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03113779492125773108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-13484843171680340632013-11-22T08:57:00.001-06:002013-11-22T09:13:18.690-06:00A Leap Of Faith<span style="color: blue;">I took a leap or more like a jump of faith yesterday and I have not been able to keep a smile off my face about it! I hope and pray that it works out the way that I am wanting but I also know and believe that God has a plan for everything. Even though I am feeling a real sense of calmness over this leap I also know I have to make sure I am listening to Him also.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">I won't be going into much detail for now about it but here is a glimpse into what might possibly be the scariest thing I have done...</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Taking a leap of faith is scary because there is so much unknown about it, but I confident that God will not let me fall and crash and burn. I have been standing on this ledge for a few years now and it is time to jump...so I did :)</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">PS-This picture was a year ago today! How times have changed :)</span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-37837765500659328162013-11-15T14:05:00.001-06:002013-11-15T14:05:06.089-06:00Halloween and Pumpkin PatchSo this is a little late but we had such a fun October. Hunter turned 6 months! I just can't believe it. We went to the pumpkin patch and he had is first Halloween! He was not a huge fan of dressing up but he was a champ all night. We did not take him Trick or Treating because 1)he can't eat candy 2)I don't need the candy 3)passing out candy is way more fun.<br />
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Our little family of 3</div>
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One proud Grandpa</div>
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Raar! Dino Hunter</div>
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The cutest dinosaur with his little favorite gnome</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-13906051768783367062013-10-28T15:30:00.001-05:002013-10-28T15:30:00.645-05:00Happy half birthday Hunter!My little guy is 6 months old! It is crazy to think how much our lives have changed in the last six months but it has been so awesome! We go to the doctor for his check up tomorrow so I don't have any stats but will update when I do. So until then here are some pictures and a little on what he is doing these days.<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=13/10/28/1050.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/13/10/28/s_1050.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />-eating solid food<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=13/10/28/1051.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/13/10/28/s_1051.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />-loves bath time still and especially now that he is in his own bath tub<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=13/10/28/1052.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/13/10/28/s_1052.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />-sitting up on his own <br />-"talking" a lot<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=13/10/28/1053.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/13/10/28/s_1053.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />-being ornery and getting into everything<br />-crawling about 2-3 crawls at a time and then falling<br />-on hands and feet a lot, not really on his knees when trying to move<br />-laughing all the time<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=13/10/28/1054.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/13/10/28/s_1054.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />-trying to crawl off the changing table while naked almost every single time!<br />-being the best little Aggie/wildcat ever<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=13/10/28/1055.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/13/10/28/s_1055.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br />Hunter, I have loved every last minute with you over the past 6 months. I can' t wait to see how you change and grow and learn over the next month. You are my best and favorite gift from God. I love you more and more everyday!<br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3971875720302678005.post-47170240823389673832013-10-24T12:51:00.002-05:002013-10-24T12:51:31.268-05:00My Inner FoodieOh goodness, I have been channeling my inner Martha Stewart, or maybe some other awesome housewife. HAHA, but seriously I have been trying to get our house more organized, I have been learning to crochet, I want to pick up sewing AND I have started to cook. Matt is usually the cook in the family but I have started to really enjoy the process. SOOOO last night I thought I would pick a recipe from the Ol' Pinterest board and give it a go. Let me tell ya, it was A-MA-ZING...ok so not quite that dramatic but it was really good. It was even Matt approved. So without further a due here it is:<br />
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We topped ours with salsa, avocado, and feta cheese. They were delicious and healthy! A great combination for me. I am loving trying these new recipes and becoming a better cook! The prep work took the longest but it still was very easy. I think next time I might heat the tortillas a different way instead of in the microwave. This will definitely be a new meal in the Schafer house. Y'all should give it a try!<br />
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