Remember how last week I dropped the ball on my Wednesday post? Here it is in case you missed it! Honestly, sometimes I don't know where my brain is.
I'm back in my glasses this week with the winds kicking up my allergies. I still haven't really figured out a productive way to cope with them, but wearing my glasses instead of contacts seems to help a bit. It got me thinking about when I was a lil one with giant glasses. I was six when my parents finally took me to the eye doctor and got me some glasses the summer after 1st grade, though I probably could have used them at the beginning of the school year. They figured it out towards the summer because my teacher caught on to my tricks to be able to see the blackboard. I have been able to finagle a seat in the front the entire year so my view of the chalkboard was pretty clear, relatively speaking. Then one day we did a story time circle and the other kids crowded to the front of the reading pillows, leaving me sitting in the back. When the teacher called on me to read a sentence, for the first time all year I couldn't read it. I just sat there silently pretending to sound out the words, finally shaking my head and saying, "I don't know." Obviously my teacher knew that I had above-average reading skills and quickly surmised that it was more likely that I needed glasses, not that I'd become an idiot in the span of an afternoon.
My mom let me pick out these giant, plastic, pink glasses that were actually criminal in their cuteness and ugliness. I look back on pictures of myself with great sympathy. It's amazing how much wearing glasses shapes your identity. I was the first kid with glasses in my class and it became as much a part of who I was as being teeny-tiny, preferring to read during recess than play games, and bringing taquitos (that I always shared) to lunch. And guys, let's get real. It doesn't matter how much parents tell us we are cute and beautiful and smart and unique, the second kids get glasses they know they are marked as "other." I knew from the moment I got them that my glasses would only further cement my dorky, sheltered reputation. I just didn't have the language with which to verbalize that knowledge. A mother's love is not stronger than the shame of having your glasses knocked off your face with an errant baseball and then having to feel your way around the grass looking for them while children laugh, I promise you that.
All this to say, please be extra gentle with your own little glasses-wearing dork today. It can be hard out there for us.
FYI!!! Your kid might need glasses if:
1. They're doing a lot of squinting
2. They're sitting too close to the TV or computer.
3. You catch them closing one eye often to help them see.
4. They're rubbing their eyes a lot.
5. They lose their place or skip words or phrases while reading.
6. If they have frequent headaches.
If you have childhood glasses horror stories or pictures, please share. Solidarity, my friends.