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Carlisle POV
My wife was frustrated, and I didn't blame her because I was in the same boat. The three months before we got married were nothing compared to the last six weeks.
Over the past weeks, Esme had been feeling great. Since we finally had a basic schedule in place, we were all getting an adequate amount of sleep, and Esme was back to all of her normal activities without any problems.
All activities except for one.
Thankfully, our wait and frustrations were about to be over because today was Esme's six week appointment with Dr. Banner.
"Our six weeks are over, sweetheart," I said, smiling as I pulled into a parking spot in front of the doctor's office.
"Six and a half weeks," she corrected. "Not that I've been counting or anything."
I laughed but didn't teaser her about the counting she definitely had been doing. At this point, we were both wound tightly, especially with the prospect of the funny business ban being lifted.
It didn't hurt that Emmett, Jasper, and Rosalie were going to be occupied all day with their cousins. Corin's birthday couldn't have fallen at a better time, and I was tempted to buy her the best gift I could think of when she decided she wanted a sleep-over to celebrate. Esme and I were only invited to attend afternoon party at Chuck E. Cheese's. While I hated the thoughts of barely edible pizza and the germ infested arcade and play place, I loved my niece and would suffer for her.
And besides that, this plan gave me the rest of the morning and night to spend reconnecting with my wife. It may as well have been my birthday.
Esme was in too much of a hurry to let me open the door for her, but she had to wait for me to get Edward out of the car since I was the one wearing him today. I hadn't been too sure of the carrier at first, but it had grown on me and I was beginning to see the benefits of using it when we went out anywhere. Edward liked being held close to us at all times, and this way, he didn't have to stay strapped into his car seat. We were all happier now that we'd mastered baby wearing.
After unbuckling him from the car seat, Esme gently placed Pumpkin into the carrier. Getting us both settled took a moment, but he remained in his car ride-induced sleep.
"Since you're wearing this, you have to hold my hand at all times," Esme instructed.
I raised an eyebrow. "Territorial today, Mrs. Cullen?"
She nodded with a smirk. "Always. But especially now. If other women see you carrying him like this, they'll turn into sharks. Trust me."
I chuckled as I agreed, but until I walked into the waiting room, I had no idea she was so accurate.
There were only two women there before us, both with babies of their own. But as soon as we walked in, I could feel their eyes on me. Esme gave me an I told you so look, and I held on to her as if she was my life raft as she signed in and led us over to one of the love seats.
"Sweetheart, what is wrong with them?" I whispered into her ear as I placed my arm around her shoulder and held her close. "They're still looking at me, aren't they?"
She giggled and snuggled close to me, resting her left hand on my knee. "Women love to see a man with a baby. It makes their hormones go haywire."
"Including you?"
"Definitely including me," she confirmed. "But only you. I'm always torn between wanting to cry or attack you."
I laughed softly and kissed the top of her head. That was something I had noticed on multiple occasions during my nightly talks with my son. But I had no idea it was such a big deal to the entire female population. I was just being a daddy.
Thankfully, the two women were called back within a matter of minutes, and even though others filtered in, they seemed to respect that I was Esme's territory and kept their staring to a minimum.
Our wait wasn't that long though, and Esme was called back before any more women could spot me.
I stood with Edward out of the way as a nurse recorded Esme's vitals. Seeing all the normal results filled me with relief even though I hadn't been worried. She'd been feeling too well for me to suspect any problems. Still, the actual values were good to see.
Esme was most excited about her weight which was now within five pounds of her pre-pregnancy weight. She knew I loved her and was beyond attracted to her no matter what size she was, but she simply missed her favorite clothes. And her happiness meant the world to me, so I smiled along with her as she happily danced off the scale.
Once the nurse led us to an exam room, Esme changed into a gown and settled on the exam table as I stood by the window. Pumpkin was starting to squirm in his sleep – a sure sign that he would be waking soon, and I wanted to keep moving to ease him into it. We never had any issues at home, but I didn't want to take the chance of him screaming his displeasure. The office didn't deserve that treat at this time of day.
"Still sleeping?" Esme asked softly.
I turned to face her and nodded. "I'm not sure for how much longer though. I'll go change him when he wakes, okay?"
"Everything's in the bag," she said, rolling her eyes with a smile as I laughed.
I was sure that literally everything was in the bag. Esme prepared for any possible situation, including ones that would probably never happen. But so far, we had never been without what we needed, so I couldn't criticize her methods.
Crossing the small room, I held her hand in mine and lean down to give her a kiss. "I love you, sweetheart. And I love that you're prepared."
She returned the sentiment and threaded her fingers through mine, still smiling as she relaxed.
An image floated through my mind of our first prenatal visit when we had both been anxious and still slightly afraid of the unknown. So much had changed in eight months, but all for the better. Esme had been through an easy pregnancy and delivery, and baby Edward was healthy, happy, and fit perfectly into the family. This doctor visit would hopefully just be the icing on the cake.
The familiar knock on the door startled Pumpkin, so after giving Esme another kiss, I returned to my spot by the window.
"Good morning, Cullens," Dr. Banner said, smiling as she entered the room. As soon as she saw me, her volume dropped. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake the sleeping Pumpkin."
"You're fine," I assured her. "He was on his way to waking anyway. You just sped up the process."
"Good. I'd hate to ruin your peace and quiet if it doesn't come often enough, but you two look surprisingly well rested." She eyed us carefully as she sat on her stool. "Easy six weeks?"
Esme shrugged. "It's easier now. The first week was tough, but we figured it out. We get about a total of seven hours of sleep every night."
Dr. Banner nodded approvingly. "Well, no wonder you look so well rested. Now, are there any concerns, problems, or questions we need to address before getting down to business?"
Neither of us had any, so I quietly excused myself from the room along with the massive diaper bag. Pumpkin was still hanging on to his last bit of sleep, but I wanted to avoid leaving the room during the internal part of the exam to insure Esme's privacy.
I found a quiet spot in the hall out of everyone's way and swayed slowly as Pumpkin's eyes fluttered open and closed.
"Are you gonna wake up, buddy?" I asked, softly kissing the little wrinkles in his forehead.
He yawned then kept his eyes open, and when he saw me, he greeted me with a soft gurgle. I smiled and kissed him again, laughing when his sweet gurgle turned into a change my diaper grunt. I could usually interpret his sounds correctly at least seventy-five percent of the time. Esme, on the other hand, was always right. It amazed me how well we could understand him, even after only six weeks together.
With a nurse's help, I managed to find the bathroom which thankfully had a changing table. Finding the diaper and wipes in the bag was easy, but getting Pumpkin out of the contraption strapped to my chest was a challenge. There were many buckles and snaps, but I honestly had no idea which ones I was looking for.
"Be patient with Daddy," I pleaded as Pumpkin became increasingly agitated. He rarely cried, but his noises were enough of a warning.
I finally managed to pull him out and get him fastened to the changing table. I was beyond grateful that Esme had dressed him in something with snaps, so finding the diaper and changing it went much smoother.
"And we're all clean," I said after re-snapping all of the snaps. "Give me five, Pumpkin." I held his hand out, touching it to mine as I cooed at him. It earned me a small smile, so small it might not have been considered a smile. But in my opinion, the slight upward curve of his lips that had been happening for two days was a real smile. Esme saw it too, and she agreed. Edward was a somber baby most of the time, but after diaper changes, he was happy with whoever had helped him out.
After cleaning up and somehow getting Pumpkin back into the carrier, I washed my hands and headed back to wait outside the exam room.
Not enough time had passed for Dr. Banner to be finished, so I used the time to sing softly to Pumpkin along with making as many exaggerated facial expressions as I could think of. He had just begun to mimic, and the eyebrow furrow was his favorite so far. It went very well with his serious attitude.
The only problem was that I was attracting stares again. The nurses all knew us, so their stares were coupled with kind smiles. I didn't mind those nearly as much as the other patients. I tried to keep my wedding ring visible at all times, but it didn't help much. The predatory stares continued, and I was ready to make a run for cover when the door opened and a nurse stepped out, providing enough proof that it was safe to enter.
"You have perfect timing," Dr. Banner commented as I stepped into the room, closing the door behind me.
"The sharks were after me again," I said, sighing. "We barely made it out alive."
"Sharks? I'm assuming you mean my other patients."
I sat down, nodding sadly.
"They've been after Carlisle all morning," Esme said as she tried to stop her giggles. "He just can't help it."
Dr. Banner agreed, and I just shook my head.
"Women can be really strange sometimes," I whispered to Pumpkin as I kissed the top of his head. He gurgled and moved his head in an almost nod, so I knew I at least had him as an ally.
"I'll do my best to get you out of here as soon as possible to avoid any more rabid women," Dr. Banner said as she took her seat and grabbed Esme's chart. "Okay, so everything during the exam was completely normal and healed nicely. You guys have the green light for funny business, as long as you're feeling up to it, Esme."
"Oh, we're ready," Esme assured her. "We've just been waiting on doctor approval."
"Well, consider it granted," she chuckled. "Which brings us to our next topic. Do we need to explore contraceptive options?"
I looked at Esme, and she reached for my hand. This was something we'd already discussed, and for a while, each discussion had led us down different paths. We had never used contraceptives before, not because we had anything against them but because we were ready for a baby any time God chose to give us one. But now that we had the option, it had taken several discussions and plenty of prayer to come to a conclusion.
While we would love to be blessed with more children, it wasn't the best time right now. We could always find a way to manage, but I was more worried about Esme's body. Even though she made it through this pregnancy beautifully, carrying a child was a lot of stress. In another year or maybe even six months, it would be fine for her to carry another baby, but not right now.
But in the same thought, we had trusted God before and believed His timing was perfect. Now that we had Pumpkin, we were surer of that fact. Every time we considered any form of contraceptive, Esme and I both felt like we were wavering on that trust. If we could trust then, why couldn't we trust now?
We had to research every possible option, and we were pleasantly surprised to find one that would work for us without having to change anything in our lives.
"We want to try natural," Esme answered, and I squeezed her hand in support. "I just don't feel comfortable with anything hormonal, so we were thinking of using LAM."
Dr. Banner smiled and nodded. "I'm actually very glad you suggested that because I didn't think you'd be leaning toward hormones or barriers. And I think the lactation amenorrhea method could work very well for you. If criteria are met perfectly, it's about ninety-eight percent effective or even greater. The first and second ones are easy because I know it hasn't been more than six months since you gave birth, and you said you haven't had a period yet. So that leaves the last one which might be the most difficult. You have to be – "
"– breast feeding exclusively," Esme finished for her. "Which I am. I don't pump, and he doesn't even like pacifiers."
"And he eats every two to three hours during the day and ever three to four hours at night," I added.
Dr. Banner shook her head in mock disapproval. "You two are trying to take all the fun out of this by doing my job for me. Yes, you are correct. You must breastfeed exclusively and not miss any feedings or go over four hours during the day and six hours at night. If you follow that, you should be covered for up to six months or until your period returns. Then we'll need to switch to something else like a fertility awareness method or use nothing at all. Sound good?"
Esme and I both agreed, and the rest of the visit passed in a blur. Dr. Banner asked about Esme's emotions as well as the breastfeeding, but since Esme had only good things to report, not a whole lot of time was spent on the topics.
When it was time for Esme to get redressed, I bravely took Pumpkin back into the hall so Dr. Banner could hold him and the nurses could get a good look. We also had a picture to give them to put on their bulletin board of all the babies that had been delivered. Pumpkin was the cutest one, not that I was biased or anything.
It took a while for us to pull Pumpkin away from the nurses, but we finally made it out of the office and into the car without giving any of the sharks a chance to get a good look at me. Adjusting to this new attention was going to be challenging.
As soon as we were alone again, all the tension was back. It was more enjoyable now because after getting worked up, we would be able to do something about it. Even with Esme in the back with Pumpkin, she still tempted me as much as she had while sitting beside me.
The drive home took longer than it probably should have, but with Pumpkin in the car, I felt the need to be as careful as possible. And thanks to the drawn out ride, tension was even higher by the time we arrived home.
Once we were in the house, though, I knew we needed to relax and take things slow.
"Why don't you take a hot bath?" I suggested to Esme as we walked into the family room. "Relax for a few minutes. We don't have quiet like this very often."
The silent house was almost disarming. Usually we had anywhere from one to six kids running around and playing. We loved having the house full of joy, but I had forgotten how nice quiet could be too.
Esme hummed. "The quiet is strange, isn't it? But a bath does sound nice after that appointment. You boys don't get into too much trouble, okay?"
"We won't destroy the house," I promised as I leaned down to kiss her. "We'll sit on the couch and not move."
After Esme headed upstairs, I did sit with Edward on the couch, but only for a few minutes. The rest of the time was spent on a blanket I spread across the floor. Were trying to give Pumpkin as much tummy time as possible, but with so many curious kids who wanted to talk and pat the baby, it was easy for him to become over stimulated. With just the two of us in a quiet room, I could appreciate all his little noises and watch in awe as he practiced lifting his head. Six weeks had brought many changes in our sweet boy.
When the I'm hungry lip smacking and feed me now grunts started, I knew it was time for us to find Esme. I grabbed two bottles of water from the refrigerator for us before going upstairs. I hoped we wouldn't be back down for a while.
Esme was waiting for us in her rocker, looking refreshed and completely relaxed. It was exactly what I'd wanted to happen, and the fact that she was only wearing a towel was an added bonus.
As she fed Pumpkin, I took my time in the bathroom. Unexpectedly, I was nervous. There was no good reason really. We waited so long for this day, but now part of me was afraid of either Esme being uncomfortable or of our expectations not being met. I knew my worries were unfounded, but that didn't stop them from running through my mind. The rest of my anxiety wasn't really anxiety at all; it was anticipation. I couldn't wait to spend this special time with my wife again, and that gave me the courage to leave the bathroom in only my boxers.
Esme smiled as she watched me walk into the bedroom, and I winked as I sat on the ottoman in front of her. My timing was perfect because only a minute later, she passed Edward to me for burping and changing duty.
As soon as he was clean, dry, and gas free, I swaddled him and placed him in the bassinet.
"Okay, Pumpkin," I whispered, kissing his brow as his eyes started to close. "You take a nice nap while Mommy and I have some special time. I don't want to traumatize you, and I'm positive Mommy doesn't want to either, so please sleep."
My pleading wasn't totally necessary though. Even as I whispered to him, his eyes stayed closed as his breathing slightly changed to indicate sleep. I let out a sigh of relief and crawled into bed to wait for my wife.
Esme was definitely worth the wait. The confidence she showed as she walked from the bathroom to the bed was more than sexy, and I barely managed to keep myself still as she dropped her towel and sensually scooted in beside me.
I turned to my side and pulled her closer, loving how her skin felt against mine. "You're beautiful," I whispered, kissing her lips softly. "So sexy. And I'm so in love with you."
Her eyes fluttered closed, and she smiled. "Stretch marks included?"
"Definitely," I answered right away. "I love them." I kissed them every night before we went to sleep in an attempt to show her how beautiful they were, how special it was that she carried our son.
She giggled. "I know you do. Oh, and I love you too." She opened her eyes slowly and brought her hand up to rest on the side of my face. "Is it weird that I'm nervous? Well maybe not nervous, but…"
"I know exactly how you feel," I confessed, feeling so much lighter. "I want this to be perfect, but I've read that it could be uncomfortable for you. I never want that."
"It will be perfect because it's us," she assured me with another kiss. "And if we go slow, I'm sure we'll be fine. I feel great after that bath. Thank you for suggesting it."
"I'm glad it helped, sweetheart." I placed my free arm around her and began tracing light patterns over her bare back. She did the same on my chest, and it felt so right that I knew then that everything would be fine. Esme was right about us being perfect together, and I was probably worrying over nothing. We had an amazing opportunity to relearn each other, and there was no way it could be anything but perfect.
Esme snapped me out of my thoughts with hot kisses against my neck. "Less thinking and more loving, please," she teased and nipped at my ear.
"Oh, I'll show you loving," I growled, moving my hand down to her side to tickle her right below her ribs. She screeched and tried to roll away, but I rolled with her so that I was hovering right over her.
"Thank you," she said with a smug smile, slightly out of breath.
I had to chuckle and kiss her again. "Well played, Es. Well played."
Once she caught her breath, her lips attached themselves to mine as her hands came to rest on my back. They didn't stay in one spot for long though. She seemed to be re-memorizing every part of me through touch, and I was lost in the feeling. Carefully, I lowered myself to rest against her so I could do the same. She was so soft and warm, and somehow even more responsive than she had been while pregnant.
I reminded myself to go slow because I didn't know exactly how sensitive her breasts would be now that she was breastfeeding, but as she pressed herself into my hand, I knew I was doing something right.
"More," she groaned into my mouth, not stopping our marathon kiss. She reached down and attempted to rid me of my boxers, so I quickly helped her out. With them at the foot of the bed, we were touching everywhere. No barriers left.
I pulled my lips from hers, and she whimpered in protest before opening her eyes. I studied them, trying to silently ask if she was ready for more. She understood, of course, and nodded.
"I love you," I whispered, just needing to say it again. I could never say it enough.
Her hands drifted up to cradle my face. "Love you too. I'm fine. Promise"
I smirked and minutely shook my head. She understood me better than I did.
I kissed her one more time then reached down to guide myself where we wanted me to be. It took every ounce of restraint to go slowly because it felt too good…she felt too good. But I managed, and seeing Esme's contended smile was completely worth the struggle.
"Perfect," she sighed. "So good, Carlisle."
We didn't move for a few moments as we adjusted to what we'd been missing. Finally, Esme titled her hips, forcing me deeper, and we both moaned.
I couldn't hold back after that but tried to keep my movements smooth and fluid, not that Esme would have cared either way. The sounds she was making only served to further arouse me to the point where I wasn't sure how much longer I could last.
She urged me to go harder and faster, which was not at all how I pictured this would go. Apparently after six weeks of nothing, my wife didn't need slow and gentle, not that I wasn't being careful with her. She wanted it this way, and who was I to deny her?
I was incredibly grateful when she cried out a slew of unrecognizable syllables right before I couldn't take any more and collapsed against her. I rolled us over and held her tightly in my arms, almost overwhelmed by everything I was feeling.
"Wow," I mumbled, still panting from the exertion. "That was…wow."
"Uh huh," Esme agreed as she attempted to burrow her head into my chest. "Perfect and wow. Let's nap and go again."
I laughed and kissed the top of her head. "Works for me."
We lay in the quiet for a while until Esme pulled back and sighed.
"I'm too wound up to nap," she said with a pout. "And I keep thinking about the party. I don't want to be late."
"I think I'm too wound up too, but we have…," I paused to sit up just far enough to see the clock, "two hours before we have to leave. We're fine."
As much as we tried, the nap never did happen. But after checking on Pumpkin – who was still sleeping – and drinking some water, we did go for round two. After relieving all the pent up tension, we were able to go slow and really enjoy each other, using every touch and kiss to reconnect.
By the time we showered and dressed for the party, we both had permanent smiles on our faces. Anyone could probably tell how loved up we were, but we didn't care. We were too happy to care about anything.
Esme made sure Edward was fed and happy before we grabbed the kids' spend-the-night bags and Corin's presents and loaded into the car for the second time of the day.
The drive passed quickly with Esme and me stealing giddy glances in the rearview mirror. It was almost as if we were on our honeymoon again, and I was glad we had a whole night to spend together. There was always the possibility for interruptions, but I was optimistic that we'd be left in peace.
Kate and Garrett had somehow managed to schedule the party at a non-peak time of the day. I could only see four cars in the lot that didn't belong to our family, and I knew at least two of them had to belong to workers. Still, Esme made sure to put Pumpkin in his sling and hold him close with a blanket loosely covering his sleeping form.
"Worst case scenario, he'll build a nice immunity," I tried to joke as I wrapped my arm around Esme's shoulders and walked toward the door.
She narrowed her eyes at me and scoffed. "You know I'd feel better if he'd had any immunizations yet. When Corin's a mommy, she'll understand exactly how much I love her."
"Edward's protected against everything you are," I reminded her, kissing her temple. "But we'll try to keep the kids from touching, okay?"
My assurances seemed to relax her, but seeing our kids' wide-eyed stares of wonder helped further.
"Daddy," Rosalie yelled as she came running toward me. I scooped her up as soon as the worker let us in the door and hugged her tightly.
"Hey, baby girl. Did you have a fun morning?"
She nodded quickly. "Yeah, Daddy. But, Daddy…what is this? Em and J and Jane don't know, and I don't know. And Corie's playin with friends."
"This is Chuck E. Cheese's," I answered, but quickly clarified. "You can eat pizza, and there are games you can play if you have special coins. And slides with a ball pit."
Her eyes widened. "Ohhh. That's so cool!"
I was glad she was impressed by my half-explanation. I knew better than to claim that the pizza was disgusting, the games were a rip-off, and the whole place was probably crawling with germs. For reasons unknown to me, kids loved this place. I was proud we managed to keep our three little ones in the dark for so long, but I guessed this was just another part of growing up which I didn't want to think about.
The rest of the family was waiting for us in a section of the large space that was reserved for birthday parties. We placed Corin's present on the designated table and joined everyone at the long table.
Rosalie stayed with me until Jane and Corin came to give us hugs and then took Rosalie with them to play. I recognized three little girls who went to church with us trailing behind them which made me smile. With the rest of the family was here to stay, our kids had many more opportunities for socialization. Now that Rosalie and Jasper were more comfortable around others, I couldn't wait for them to have new experiences.
Emmett, Jasper, and Riley also came to join us at the table. They weren't happy about being outnumbered by girls, and somehow Pumpkin's presence made up for it even though they weren't allowed to love on him like they wanted to.
The whole family wasn't too thrilled about not being able to hold Pumpkin, but they respected Esme's decision. This mama bear wasn't budging.
We didn't have a chance to really have a full conversation until after the kids had been fed and the cake was cut. Only then were they all still, quiet, and without demands for someone to help them with the games.
"So how did your appointment go, dear?" Carmen asked Esme, innocently enough. Kate and Garrett couldn't stop their snorts of laughter though which earned them a stern look. "I was talking to Esme, children." They couldn't even look ashamed, making Carmen roll her eyes.
Garrett raised his hands defensively. "What, Mom? You can't claim to not know why we had the kids all morning."
"It was fine," Esme said, trying to hold in her own laughter.
"Just fine?" Kate asked, shaking her head in shame. "Carlisle, you know you can do better than that."
Esme's cheeks flamed, but she continued without comment. "Dr. Banner said everything was exactly as it should be, and everyone in the office loved seeing Edward."
Carmen smiled and scoffed. "How could you not love seeing one of my grandchildren? They're beautiful!"
Jasper interrupted us by tugging on my hand as he did the potty dance, so I excused myself from the table. He made it just in time, and when we returned to the table, the kids had all headed back to the play equipment to enjoy the last thirty minutes of the party. Carmen and Eleazar had been dragged after them, so after sending Jasper to play, Esme and I started helping Kate and Garrett clean up.
"You know we're just kidding, right?" Garrett asked as we carried paper plates to the trash can. "We can empathize."
"We can," Kate agreed. "Not with Cor or Riley, but with Jane? We didn't even make it to six weeks. So, sorry if we embarrassed you."
Esme shook her head. "It's perfectly fine. Now that the wait is over, tease away. But if this had happened yesterday, I would've tackled you into the ball pit."
We all laughed and continued cleaning until I pulled Esme into my arms.
"And now you can tackle me when we get home," I whispered as I kissed her neck. I loved how she shivered and leaned back against me. "We have a quiet house for the rest of the night."
As much as we wanted to leave right away, our parental duties were far from over. Surprisingly, all of the kids had won enough tickets to get several little cheap prizes. The toy jewelry and miniature dinosaurs were enough to distract our kids from saying goodbye though. It took a few attempts, but soon they were all properly kissed and hugged and given their bags.
Seeing them go for the night without any fussing was just another example of them growing up. And I still wasn't ready to face it.
Before we were allowed to leave, Carmen demanded that we promise to come for breakfast. Since we deprived her of holding her grandson for two hours, it was the least we could do. I was more than happy to make that promise. We'd need a good meal after all the exercise I planned to get tonight.
The past six weeks had been busy and full of plenty of fun and love as we learned about baby Edward, but now that we knew what it was like to go without this part of our relationship, we wouldn't be taking it for granted any time soon.
We had a lot of time to make up for, but tonight would be a nice start.
A/N: I'm praying you guys are still with me, even after my fail. I'll try not to make you wait as long next time, but I can't promise anything. My clinical schedule this semester is beyond stressful, so please just try to be patient. I can promise that I will never abandon this, even when I have to fight through the nursing school brain to get it written.
Also, no offense was intended toward Chuck E. Cheese's. But every time I go, I have to bathe in hand sanitizer and hope I don't catch something.
Thanks again for reading, and reviewers will receive a teaser! =)