He's already 6 months old!

Okay, so it's really more like 7 months old at this point, but things have been a little hectic around here.  I really thought we'd gotten through the worst part of the one year deployment, but I'm not so sure anymore.  Even though we have less than two months until Billy gets back (woohoo!), it's going to be VERY busy.  Anyway, I digress.  This is a post about Asher and just how perfect the little guy is.  He had his 6 month appointment not too long ago.

Weight = 17 lbs 9 oz = 48th percentile
Height = 26.5 in = 49th %ile
Head = 16.5 in = 7th %ile (don't let this little head fool you, he really is a smart kid!)

Unfortunately, Asher got sick a couple of weekends ago and we had to take him to an urgent care facility on a Sunday afternoon.  He seemed to get over it really quickly, but everyone couldn't get over how "big" he was for 6 months old.  When he was weighed (less than 2 weeks after his 6 month appointment), he was 18 lbs 7 oz. I realize that some of the weight might have been from the time of day and the recency of his last bottle, but seriously, the little dude is growing like a weed!

Two for the Price of One

March

 Okay, I have to be completely honest.  These pictures aren't just from the 12th.  Things were too crazy to take all of them on the one day, so it's split between the 12th and the 13th.  Besides, that was the only way we could get Billy in there too.  I worked all day on the 12th.  There are pictures of my usual morning tea and Noah eating his breakfast on his chair.  Asher had a normal day playing on his mat and getting his bath.  The normalcy of the day ended when we got home and it was time to get serious and pack!  The island and its surrounding area was the headquarters for all organization.  On the 13th we headed out of town bright dark and early.  Noah, Asher, and I embarked on a traveling journey from Charleston to San Antonio.  Everything went well and we were all thrilled to see Billy!  Of course our first stop In Texas was for Mexican food!

April

Another month down.  Today was a typical day.  It started out with getting up and getting Noah ready for school.  Between getting dressed, eating breakfast, and getting out the door, there is invariably a tantrum.  Some are short and some are long and drawn out, but there's at least one.  While we're getting ready to go, Asher usually wakes up and Gammy has his bottle waiting for him.  He'll lift his head up while we're making a commotion and then he'll watch us as we walk out the door.  This morning we took a little extra time so I could get a picture with my boys.  After school Noah was glued to the television, watching Finding Nemo.  Asher found some of Noah's trucks and enjoyed spinning the wheels.  We had a yummy dinner and Asher really enjoyed eating his oatmeal.  By eating I mean swallowing about 75% of it and blowing rasberries with the rest.  There have been some problems with Noah washing his hair, so we're trying to get him to lay down in the water, and he seemed to like it, at least for today.  He has so much hair, it's almost time for another haircut.  After all the usual day's events, the boys headed to bed and I couldn't resist sneaking in to take some pictures of the little angels, because what baby doesn't look like an angel when he's sleeping?

Our trip

Wow, where has the time gone?  I can't believe it's been over a month since my last post, but it has been one busy month.  Obviously we survived our trip to San Antonio.  Like I imagined, getting through security at the airport was a nightmare.  I got more dirty looks than I got help and I ended up spilling milk all over their equipment... oops.  Noah and Asher both did great on the flights and we had no major accidents or mishaps.  The flight attendants on the first flight were awesome and helped us make it to our connecting flight.  Unfortunately, they ended up losing a very important bag of luggage that we didn't get until the 3rd day we were.  It had my breast pump, most of Asher's clothes, and the power cord to the computer, among other things, so that was pretty awful.  But we got to see Billy and lots of good friends.  It was definitely a good trip!

Here we are on the first plane

The boys together again

 

There wasn't much to do in our little room

Noah loved "his" yellow plane

Without our toys, we had to make our own enterainment!

We went to Sea World and saw Shamu

We saw a Sesame Street show and Asher LOVED it

Traveling With Two

When Noah was almost 8 months old, we traveled to Texas.  I was a little nervous about it and I shared my thoughts about it in this post.  So I was worried about traveling with Noah.  And Billy was there with me. This coming Saturday, I'm flying to San Antonio with Noah and Asher.  And Billy will not be with me.  I will be alone with a 5 month old baby and a 2 1/2 year old toddler.  I know women do this all the time, but I don't, and I'm nervous.  It's going to be a ton of fun trying to get through security with everything... the car seat, the stroller, the portable dvd player or computer, the breast pump, bottles of milk, diaper bag, toys, etc.  I have to do all of that while getting us all halfway undressed and redressed.  By the way, did I mention our flight leaves at 6:00a.m.?  That means all of this "fun" we'll be having will be happening at about 5 o'clock in the morning. Then we get to the actual flights.  We have one layover in Atlanta and we land in San Antonio at almost 10:00a.m.  It doesn't sound too bad, but who knows what could happen.  Yesterday I had to change my clothes three times because Asher spit up all over me.  This morning he had to get an unplanned bath because of a diaper blowout.  He was sitting in his exersaucer quietly for about 15 minutes and I thought he was about to go to sleep.  When I finally picked him up, he had poop all the way up his back and under his arms.  I still can't quite figure out how he got it all the way up there, but he did.  So, with this little man, anything is possible.  Let's just hope we can keep the spitting up and pooping under control. 

Can you tell how much we miss Billy?  (I sure hope he appreciates this!)

And so it begins...

As they were sitting there, Asher was touching Noah and Noah was whining, "Asher's hitting me." Then he turned to Asher and said "don't touch me."  And so it begins...