mommyeverafter

“with glasses.”

by, Rebecca of Mommy, Ever After Something happened, recently; In fact, many somethings. My baby daughter became a kid; She started to go to school; She got recognized for her glasses. Back in the early days, when her diagnoses, and spectacles, were so new, my greatest fear was that she’d be judged. I worried thatContinue reading ““with glasses.””

Yesterday, we did a lot of important things,

but the MOST important of things was this: a very special new accessory for Bitty Baby. Phew! My two tiniest girls are twins, again. (Full disclosure, when I bought these Bitty Baby glasses, I got choked up. I wasn’t sad. I wasn’t happy. I was just choked up. Just because it is a thing. Hey,Continue reading “Yesterday, we did a lot of important things,”

A Time Out.

I have to admit something; In my career as a mommy, there have been moments that I am not proud of. Like this weekend, when I told my husband that he just had to watch the baby for a few minutes. I had something important to do. (Really, I just had to go down toContinue reading “A Time Out.”

Today, I cried. In Ikea.

By, Rebecca of Mommy, Ever After Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve grown to love my baby girl’s glasses. They help her, they are a tangible solution to a small problem, and they look so darn cute. I’ve learned to love them so much, that I have stopped thinking about them. I have accepted them. TheyContinue reading “Today, I cried. In Ikea.”

Rose Colored Glasses

by, Rebecca of Mommy, Ever After It has been 10 days since my sweet girl got her glasses. On day 1, I hated them. She looks different. People are looking at her differently. She’s not used to them. Are they uncomfortable? Is she still the same little girl? Of course she’s the same little girl.Continue reading “Rose Colored Glasses”

Me and my Four Eyes

By, Rebecca of Mommy, Ever After Last week, we found out that our sweet girl needs glasses. She is quite farsighted, in fact. She was having trouble reading her T.S. Elliot Poems at bedtime, so I decided to have her eyes checked. Oh. You know I’m kidding. She can read Preludes just fine. It’s herContinue reading “Me and my Four Eyes”