The night Astrid was born I didn't sleep one wink. I was too busy studying every little detail, every nuance of this beautiful face that looked familiar yet brand new. The way her full lips curled up just like her father's, a dimple in her chin like mine and her Grampy Stephen's, and the most uniquely amazing eyes I have ever seen. A perfect rosy, round, warm, soft, tiny human being.
The windows to Astrid's soul are beautiful (and filled with mischief 99.9% of the time, which, by the way, I completely adore).
Even her pediatrician at first examination in the hospital didn't notice her eye. Not like her Mama. I noticed something different, something special about one of her eyes. I noticed what we would later learn is persistent pupillary membrane (the white kite shape) on the side of her left pupil, appearing to pull the pupil toward the inside of her eye. (in fact, neither of her pupils are perfectly centered)
our little darlin'
Last week, when we visited his office he took an even deeper look (since she can follow instruction and answer questions it made the process even easier.) After dilating her eyes he found her "special" eye to be slightly farsighted and to have astigmatism causing that eye to be a litle fuzzy all the time. He called her condition Amblyopia. Basically her brain does not have as strong a connection as the other eye has. He prescribed glasses for Astrid.
When I first heard the news I was sad that she had been seeing a fuzzy world. I was sad when I thought that her glasses would cover up her amazing hazel eyes. I was sad because I blamed myself... I didn't let Astrid know, though. Jeff and I wanted only a positive experience for her. After a pep-talk from my husband and a good night's sleep I realized these emotions were ridiculous and after the initial shock wore off we got busy.
The last few days we have spent time finding the right frames. It was fun!!!!! We tried on tons of frames at a few different places. Dark ones. Light ones. Thin ones. Thick ones. Frames that could be bent to fit around her ears. Some that could not. Fashionable ones. Functional ones.