steps

Today Asher took 4 steps.
It surprised me that he did it out in the grass.
I thought it might have happened on a smooth surface.
After the 4 steps he fell forward and not being able to catch himself because of his right arm
he face planted.
I sat him up and immediately his lower lip puffed right out.
We started clapping and cheering and it took a second but then he smiled.
He was a little nervous to try it again.
We were all outside having fun and wrestling and
my glasses broke (again) with a little help from Noah.
We'll add more superglue and they'll be just fine.

The garden and Asher's weight.

We planted the garden this week. 

It has been a little cold so we'll see how it goes. 

Potty training is going pretty well. 

no potty accidents in 4 days

wish I could say the same for the BM's

He's scared

He even sleeps in his undies and wakes up dry. 

When he's done he says, "I need to splush." (flush) funny, huh?

His girlfriends will thank me for this picture someday. 

Asher had an  appointment on Wed. 

no weight gain

I was pretty shocked, I thought for sure he would have gained.

When the medical assistant told me the weight (17 lbs. 3 oz.)  I must have looked confused

because she asked me if I was ok. 

I started to tear up but I was able to stop myself from crying.

He is eating so well. He will try anything.

I concentrate so hard on making his meals so that they will have the most calories possible.

Plus, he hasn't been throwing up lately. 

The doctor came in and asked a few questions then said she would like to get a scope done.

She wants to take it in through his mouth all the way to his small intestine taking biopsies along the way.

This is suppose to check for allergies.

I asked if she could coordinate it with his MRI. She said she would see what she could do. 

I kept reminding myself that he is happy and doesn't seem "sick".

He's been blessed so much so far.

plus, this touches my heart.

I am the young women's president in our ward. 

Wednesday 3 of my girls who are sisters told me that they had called 5 different temples and put Asher's name on the prayer roll there. They each called one, their mom called one, and their older sister called one. 

Their mom is not even active.  

I know there are lots of people thinking about us and keeping us in their prayers and I feel so grateful for that, so grateful! I have no doubt that is why he hasn't thrown up in about 3 weeks. The longest span EVER!

I know that through our trials we are strengthened and we come to know ourselves and become more acquainted with God.

It's true that Heath critiques my sewing projects like he would a piece of art. He tells me what he likes then he tells me how they could be improved. Most the time he's right. He's smart. Also true that we have an apple tree in our yard and that Asher's vocabulary seems to increase daily.

Booooooooring!

My husband said that my blog was looking a little boring. 

This is my attempt to make it look un-boring. 

ALSO 

POTTY TRAINING IN PROGRESS!!!

 yikes!  3rd day, so far no accidents. whew!

sick & tired of him being "sick" and me being tired

Today I feel like enough is enough. He's been to enough doctors enough times.
He's been poked, prodded, and tested too many times. I'm tired.
Is he really "sick"? Is there something really wrong?
I realize he has a hard time swallowing things and that he still throws up.
But the major things have been tested for, right?.
Can't we just continue with the occupational therapy to strengthen his arm and work on feeding
and forget about the rest?
Forget about Shriners every other week for weigh in's? He's only actually lost weight once.
Forget about the pediatrician there who is very nice by the way but wasn't doing the testing we needed anyway?
Forget about the dietitian that seems to think that taking him off of formula and switching to D milk is a good idea right now? He won't even swallow regular food and the formula has the most complete nutrition.
I'm trying, I am. I try EVERYDAY to give him solid foods. We are progressing at our own rate.
It's slow but we are progressing.
Dear dietitian, Please don't be too pushy. Mother's instinct is way better than anything  that can be learned.at any school..

Readers: Don't get me wrong the kid loves mashed potatoes and a few other things but anything that's much more solid than that he has a hard time swallowing and mostly just spits out.
I see the emotional effects it all has on him.
It's been about a year now. Pretty much his entire life.
I will be glad to see the reflexologist when we get to Texas.
They did weigh him yesterday. 17 pounds 1 ounce. Not a lot of gain but it's in the right direction.

Well, I found my camera (well, Heath found it in my coat pocket - I'm still not sure what he was doing wearing it but I have my camera back)
ONLY I have lost my wallet.
I tore up the house yesterday looking for it. I hope it's not lost, lost and that it's just misplaced.
Speaking of Lost. I hate that show. Heath borrowed it and I watched an episode and it sucked me right in.
As I watched another episode I kept saying "I'm not watching this anymore" then I watch the next.
In all I've seen about 6 episodes of season 1 and about 7 episodes of season 4.
Heath had to fill me in on the in between.
Now that I finished season 4 I'm done.
I don't mind if someone tells me what happens but I'm done watching.
It's also a little too scary for me. I don't do scary.

Noah is so excited to go on the plane and go to Texas. Although I think he will have a little bit of a hard time being away from his daddy. He's been saying a lot lately, "I want daddy."
My reply to him is, "me too, buddy."
Heath has been so busy lately we haven't seen much of him. We did get a good day with him last Saturday.

Sometimes Noah sings songs. I can't understand the words some of the time but when he stops I ask him If he'll keep going. He does and I get to smile for a little longer. .

Noah loves dogs.
Asher is terrified.
Noah doesn't like to sit still much and likes to touch everything.
Asher is curious but it a very calm baby.
They are different but equally loved

Asher has 4 teeth now. One on top, three on the bottom. He will have the front teeth spread like Noah has.
Good thing it's stinkin' cute. Well, I think it is anyway.

I played a game or two of knock out (basketball game) with the YM and YW last night.
I won a game. Was glad to see I still have a little bit in me. An athlete that is.

It's true that I gave my first talk at church when I was 3. I memorized it and 27 years later I can still recall some of it. Also true that I'm at Heidi's house doing laundry right now. She probably doesn't know that. Thanks Heidi! (and deric, too) Wait, Heidi just got home for lunch. She knows now.

Also, don't take off points for spelling. I couldn't figure out spell check on this computer.

Smile

I guess you can't keep a gummy smile forever (even if it is stinkin' cute). Asher's bottom tooth finally broke through. He's getting closer to crawling all the time, too. He needs a little more strength in that right arm. I think he'll get it.