You are so beautiful to me!

So it is official, Maya has her new glasses and I am surprisingly optimistic with how well she has tolerated her new facial accessory on day one. Other than the fact that despite the aspheric lenses (technology that makes them as thin as possible and equally expensive) they still are a bit thicker than this mother would choose. But through this whole ordeal, my heart was warmed yesterday when I put them on her for the first time at home. She woke up from her afternoon nap about 20 minutes before Zoe which was perfect. It allowed me a bit of one-on-one time with her to help her get used to her foreign face gear. After a five minute session of batting them away with her hands as I tried to place them gingerly on the bridge of her nose, I realized I was going to have to resort to some form of arm restraint in order to plant them somewhere in the right vicinity and manage to hook them sufficiently over each ear. Although I give her props for being an able-bodied opponent she was no match for her former seventh grade teacher mom. (If I can handle 176 hormonal preteens, I can handle the challenge of ushering my little one into her new adventure in better vision.) Although the initial lift off proved a bit rocky for both of us, once the things actually landed on her face, she perked up right away. I took this spark of fresh curiousity as a hopeful sign. I quickly determined that the hingepin to this whole transition is going to be distraction, distraction, and then after that...more distracted. So I took advantage of our rare alone time by taking her for a cruise around her more sharply focused house. As we ventured into the living room she seemed almost captivated. It was like she was viewing a whole new room that she had never seen before. She gazed at the glass block window as if it was the most facinating sparkly that she had ever laid eyes on. She continued to respond to all of the other rooms with an increasingly intense intrigue that I had not noticed before. It was at this point I thought, "Hey maybe she really can see better with these things on..." As we sauntered from room to room she seemed almost spellbound by all of the crisp and interesting things to look at. And when we passed by the full-length mirror in my bedroom, she caught a glimpse of both our faces peering back at her. She instantly busted out the most heart-melting broad-jawed, big-toothed grin...(I am tearing up just thinking about it.)

All in all, I think the house tour was a wonderful exercise for the both of us. As we rounded our last corner (and heard Zoe stirring in the background), Maya seemed to have forgottten that she had glasses propped at the end of her little button nose and Mama had begun to feel much better about this new chapter in vision enhancement. Although I know that I am still in for countless attempts at putting her glasses back on and desperately trying to teach her the meaning of "no hands on glasses", I have quickly become drawn to her adorable spectacled look. In fact, by the end of day two it seems almost strange to see her not wearing them.