So today was finally the day that I had to face the fact that Bailey is going to wear glasses. Her glasses came in this morning and I picked them up at 6:00. The second eye doctor that we went to, told us that she only has to wear them when she's doing things that are close up--reading, coloring, puzzles,etc.. When we came home, Bailey wanted to color so it was time for the first test. I put them on and she colored away with her glasses on the entire time. I could tell that she thought it was weird because she'd look around every now and then and shake her head. All of her doctors said that since she really does need them, that she wouldn't want to take them off. I guess those doctors really do know what they're talking about! I know I might be jinxing myself by saying that she absolutely loves them and will wear them without a fight, but the first try went pretty smoothly. She did take them off when Brian came home because she fell and couldn't wipe the tears from her eyes (that was very sad to watch). When I gave them back to her to put on, she said, "Mama's glasses." I think I need to go get a fake pair of glasses to wear with her. Look at how happy she is! She's probably thinking, man I'm so glad I can relax my eyes a little now. She can see everything perfectly clearly without the glasses, but her eyes have to work so much harder. When the eyes have to work so hard, sometimes the eyes can turn in. So the glasses are to prevent her eyes from turning not necessarily to help her see clearly.
Here's her sexy look: looking above her glasses. Or just something I'll have to watch out for now when I take pictures.I know that I'm just being shallow and worrying over nothing, but when I put them on her I just wanted to cry. Yes, she does look adorable and still as cute as ever, but I just wish she didn't have to wear them now. I just know that everyone is going say, what cute glasses and not notice her for a while. I know that in a while, I won't even notice them so I guess it will just take some time. Right now my first thought is, what a cute, tiny professor I have. I know that for all of the things that could have gone wrong with Bailey, glasses is such a minor thing that I shouldn't be complaining. It's just hard for me to think that all of her pictures from now on will have her glasses in them. I really hope that she likes the pair that I picked out for her. Enough complaining for now--I just had to let it all out.