Just after receiving the new glasses. Notice anything different? Our cute little blond-haired boy, now has glasses. He is three. He is a boy. He likes to jump up and down and acts like a crazy loon somedays. Oh, boy...my boy...this is going to be FUN. Our pediatrician noticed something amis with Rhett's eyes at his 3 year check up (take your kids to the doctor everyone!). He referred us to a pediatric opthamologist. I was perplexed how in the world they would test a 3 year olds eyes. It's not like he can read a chart! It was a long and challenging appointment, but a nice doc, and we left with a diagnosis. We also left with a directive. Turns out, they don't use a chart with all of the "E" turned all over the place. They use pictures of fun stuff like cake, trees, bears, houses etc. Everything else is exactly the same. So they plop my kiddo in the big giant chair, turn off all of the lights and ...
Before I was a Mom, I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby. I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunizations. Before I was a Mom, I had never been puked on. Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on. I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts. I slept all night. Before I was a Mom, I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests. Or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep. Before I was a Mom, I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put him down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom. Before I was a Mom, ...
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