We have some strange eye issues in my family. My mother has the most *horrific* astigmatism, and is just this side of legally blind without her glasses. Her vision *corrects* to something like 20/100 with her glasses.
: This is something that everyone in the family learned about very young-- if mom's not wearing her glasses, she needs help.
I can remember BeanBean finding Nanny's glasses when he was 16 months old and taking them to her right away.
If they're three feet away from her on the bed, she can't find them, and usually sleeps with them on her face or clutched in a fist.
Astigmatism is supposed to be a dominant trait, but while all of us do have slight astigmatisms, only two of my siblings required corrective lenses before they were adults. Both of them had glasses very early, though; my brother was 3 or 4 and my sister 11 months old.
My brother's got the horrible astigmatism and nearsightedness; my sister has the astigmatism with farsightedness and corrective strabismus. Without her glasses, not only can she not see anything that's closer than 20 feet away, she also has no depth perception to speak of. Because her eyes crossed so early, her brain just stopped processing images from one eye when they cross, and you can't have depth perception without both eyes.
It's because my sister's eye problems are so severe and have caused so many problems for her in life that I'm paranoid about getting Bella checked ASAP. My sister finally got to see an opthamologist at 11 months, after 10 months of my mother badgering her pediatrician. The doctor took one look at my sister and said, "Why in the world did you wait so long to bring her in?!" and she literally had glasses the following week. Her doctor wouldn't consider the referral at all until my sister started to crawl and kept hitting her head on table legs.
: So yeah, I'd totally rather have the opthamologist think I'm paranoid than wait until my Bella's got a black and blue forehead from running into things she can't see.
I don't mind. They already think I'm nuts at the doctor's office for wanting to do one vax at a time and for keeping track of growth charts (for all three of them!
). It's all good to me, the kid's are more important to me than my own standing.
Yesterday, I found a baby book for Bella!! Mom bought it for me, because I'm totally out of cash.
It sure as heck took long enough! She also bought BeanBean a pair of 5 slim jeans, because we finally found a place that sells them and they're too cute for words.
Hooray for the Mennonites, who don't expect their children to all be chunks!
We'll have to get back there later in the year, to stock up on slims for winter.
Perhaps Grandma might even be persuaded to get BeanBean some jeans for his birthday... We'll see!
Very early this morning, I half-woke to the sound of a train. In that sleepy state, I thought, "What's that sound? Must be a train. Why is there a train in the middle of the street? Oh, I'm dreaming," and went back to bed. About 20 minutes later, I opened my eyes because I had to use the bathroom. I looked at the clock and got my thermometer, and while i was taking my temperature, Mike said, "Rynna? The house on the corner is on fire."
: What a way to wake up!! It wasn't a train that I heard; it was the sound of no less than 6 firetrucks zooming to our block. Three houses down, on the corner, a house was burning to bits. The next house over caught some, too; apparently the fire had leapt out of one attic and three feet over to the next.
When I went downstairs to ask the neighbor about it, she said that she'd awakened to a cracking sound. She thought that someone was trying to steal her deck furniture. She looked out the window and saw flickering lights and thought, "What kind of idiots would try to rob me with such bright lights?" Then she stepped outside and saw the fire. Apparently the wind was such that she couldn't smell it at all, even though the whole house on the corner and the top of the next house had totally gone up.
Anyway, she called 911 and ran to get the elderly couple out of the second house. A little while later, they cut our power off.
It was reconnected around 8:30, just five minutes after BooBah started getting very upset that I wasn't getting her a cup of milk.
It's been a crazy long morning, and I haven't even done anything yet...