Asher speech is in full swing these days and we have officially entered the stage where I never know what’s going to come out of his mouth. My mom is always reminding me that I need to write down the funny things he says in his baby book but there’s just so many that I feel like I need to write a book just for them. That being said, I thought you guys would enjoy some of the funny things he’s told me here lately. I swear he’s 2 going on 15 these days. He’s going to keep Jacob and I busy these next 16 years.
These past few weeks have been such a whirlwind for me that I wanted to share a little bit of what’s been going on. A few weeks ago Jacob and I noticed Asher’s eye was off focus and seemed to be turning inward when he was really focused on things. At first we just thought he was tired… We’ve been so off schedule since moving and our everyday naps aren’t so everyday anymore… A few days went by and his eye didn’t seem to get better so I immediately made an appointment with a pediatric eye doctor here to get it checked out. After about an hour at the doctor and a few tests we found out that Asher’s little eyes weren’t developing quite like they were suppose to and he was overly farsighted. The doctor gave us a few options as to what to do and glasses seemed like the best option for him. His hopes are that since we caught this little issue early on, that the glasses will correct his eyes and he will no longer have to wear them in his later years… After the exam they fitted him for his glasses and he picked out the most perfect color of blue for the frames…
We walked out of there shortly after and I felt like I needed to pick my broken heart up off the sidewalk… Asher has always been so healthy that I never really imagined something like this happening. I know it’s not the worst thing, I’m fortunate for that, but now when I look at him while he’s wearing the glasses, my eyes get a little misty.. He’s my baby… I never want him to struggle or have anything wrong.. I wish I could make the situation better.. I just hate the whole thing.. I hate that he’s two and has to wear these things… He’s just so little to me.
The past few days that of glasses wearing has been pretty good but today was a little challenging. He wasn’t really feeling them and at one point he came up to me, glasses in hand, sweetest look on his face and said “no gwasses mama”… Ouch. My heart. So hard to explain to a two year old the importance of them and that he will adjust to wearing them. I’ve been using a few tricks a good friend of mine, who’s also been down this road, told me about to help him get used to wearing them. I also set a candy jar on the counter with a big picture of a pair of glasses on it… Candy always helps.
I pray that Asher adjusts to the glasses and they do what they are intended to. I wish I could take it all away or trade him places. I don’t want to have a pity party for myself but the whole situation just makes my heart ache.. He is my world. He is my everything. I’m so thankful for all the kind support we’ve received these past few weeks, all the friends/family that have checked in, and for my better half (Jacob) who’s always my rock in these situations. He’s been wearing his safety glasses home from work in hopes that Asher will keep his glasses on and it’s working.. I couldn’t ask for a better life partner.
This whole situation has been a little reminder of who’s really in control in my life. He never gives me things I can’t handle and I know he’s always watching over my precious baby boy.
Glasses or no glasses, Asher is still the most beautiful human ever. I love him more than words can say… <3