Bittersweet

This Friday, Oct 1st, I will be leaving Sweet Briar after five years (ironically pretty much to the date). When Heath and I decided to take this adventure to VA, right after we got married, he had a position with the ortho group in town but I had no idea what I'd be doing. It was a leap of faith and I feel blessed that Sweet Briar and I found each other. We came down here with very few bills (aside from some student loans) and even fewer responsibilities. Over the years we've grown as individuals and as a couple and now as a family. First came Peanut, then a house, then Peyton and now our world revolves around Asher!

Starting next Tuesday I'll be taking another leap of faith to begin a part-time position at Randolph College in their alumnae/development offices. I am very excited about the job responsibilites as well as the opportunity to spend more time at home with Asher. But as I pack up my things I realize just what a comfortable routine I've gotten in to and how difficult it will be to say good-bye to all of my colleagues. Thinking about all of the moves I've made in recent years I realize I haven't stayed in one place this long since living at home with my parents over 10 years ago!

I'm so proud of Heath and I for the risk we took in moving to VA. While it's been hard to be so far from friends and family we are both certain it was the right move - we've had so many great experiences being down here. Here's to hoping this next risk is just as fruitful!

12 weeks

Once again the Colts game had to be recorded because of our weekend plans. This time Asher figured out to get to watch some of it! He had the right idea and put his "jammies" on for the big game.
This weekend Asher got to get his 3-month pictures "made" as they say down here in the South. He did great and we got some awesome shots. Then he had some man-time with daddy and went to hear a local band play while mommy went to work. He even got to put his jeans on for the first time for his night on the town. The weekend ended with a party with the emergency department where everyone made over our little guy!

Beer & Wine Festival - OR Dt. Coke & Milk Festival!!

This weekend we enjoyed Lynchburg's 1st Beer & Wine Festival. While we didn't partake in the sampling we all had a great time enjoying the weather and checking our the vendor booths.

11 weeks

Someone asked me this week when you stop counting your baby's age by week and instead count it by month. Neither one of us knew but we both figured around three months sounded about right - and Asher is quickly approaching the three month mark!! That made me realize just how fast the last three months have gone. It probably sounds crazy to hear that Asher is getting to be SO big (I know Heath thinks it does), but when you look back at where we've come in the last 11 weeks he REALLY is. I thought it'd be fun to post a side-by-side comparison photos of Asher in his bouncy seat (a definite favorite from Aunt Jennifer).

I think we're still pretty far from sleeping through the night but now he's just up once or twice a night - but has a little midnight snack and is quickly back to sleep. A huge difference from just a few weeks ago. Asher had another milestone this weekend. He really enjoys being in his front carrier and going for walks with mommy and daddy, and tonight he went for his walk facing out towards the world, instead of looking at one of our chests. It opened up a whole new world of possibilities for him!

A new Colts fan is born

Poor Asher got himself so excited about watching his first Colts game that when it came time to cheer on Indianapolis he'd worn himself out and fallen asleep. I guess that's OK since he didn't really miss much of a game - but hopefully he'll make it up for the next one and he'll see the Colts get their first victory in the 2010 season!

A day to remember

Today Asher celebrated his 10 week birthday! Unfortunately, this birthday came on the same day his mom lost her mother of the year award (we all knew it would happen, but maybe not so soon!) Asher and I enjoyed a great morning eating, playing and a nice long walk. Then in the midst of trying to get everything (stroller, carseat, baby, baby bag, phone, keys, etc.) in the house the baby made it in and I found myself on the wrong side of a locked door. THANK GOODNESS for really really kind neighbors! Everything worked out OK and poor Asher was only by himself a few minutes but it certainly scared me!

9 weeks

Asher survived his first half week at daycare (well really his mom survived the week!). He gets to celebrate his nine week birthday with his Grandma Jane visiting! They are going to enjoy hanging out together while mommy and daddy celebrate their belated five-year wedding anniversary.