Three years ago, Zoe got her glasses. It was the day after Christmas – she was 14 months old. She wore the glasses well for a while in the store, and I was optimistic that getting her to wear them might actually be easy. Hah. She didn’t wear them so much the rest of that evening or the rest of the week, for that matter. I’ve recently found myself re-reading through posts that I wrote those first couple of days when Zoe got her glasses (day 1; day 2 – my day 2 post says that Zoe is much better at wearing glasses, that was a wishful thinking), and reliving that time.
I’m surprised by how emotional I get looking at those first pictures of Zoe in her glasses. Even now, three years later, knowing how much I have come to love Zoe’s glasses, I get a lump in my stomach remembering looking at her that first day, trying to get used to those little red wire-frame glasses on her face – or off her face, flung across the room. After she went to bed, I kept going through pictures of her I’d taken that day, trying to convince myself that this was the new face of my daughter, and that I was ok with it. It probably sounds a little overly dramatic, especially to anyone who’s never been there, but it really was hard.
In my posts, I identified some of the things that worried me the most, and it’s interesting reading what worried me then from this vantage point 3 years later.
My fears when Zoe first got glasses:
- that she’d look so different in glasses,
- that we’d lose her glasses,
- that she’d end up needing surgery,
- that I’d always have this visible reminder that she wasn’t perfect
- that she’d always be known as the kid with glasses,
Looking at that list now, nearly every one of my fears was realized. The only one that never really came to pass was seeing the glasses as a reminder that she’s not perfect. They’ve always just been something to help her see, and I’m happy for that. But she does look different in her glasses, and it was startling just how different she looked at first – at 14 months, she all of a sudden looked like a kid in glasses, rather than a baby. Now, the glasses have become so normal, that it’s not so much that I think she looks different in glasses, as it is that I think she looks funny without them.
We did lose her glasses once – she threw them out of her stroller – but Chris was able to retrace our steps and find them, thank goodness. And she did need surgery 6 months later, and that was very hard. But that feels like such a long time ago now. The thing that has stayed the same from that list is that she was and still is, the kid with glasses. It’s stopped bothering me, though. I like that people remember Zoe, and that she stands out. Besides, she wears her glasses very well.
I spend very little time now, worrying about Zoe and her glasses. I occasionally worry about the expense, and about keeping her glasses from getting broken, either by her, or by other kids, or by me. I worry that her eyes will cross again. I worry about her being teased about her glasses as she gets older. She loves her glasses a lot, and I think it will be very hard for her to hear someone tease her about them. But I think that’s a pretty common worry for any parent, that their child will be teased for something they love.
For other parents who’s kids have had glasses for a while, what were your top fears when they first got glasses? Any new worries that cropped up later?