Tessie Pratt Photography

Mabel Gets Glasses

What to post about, what to post about… I made a new year’s resolution to create a blog and to KEEP UP WITH IT. Meaning – post at least once a month… then I missed February (insert facepalm emoji). I have so many subjects I want to create quick little excerpts on but have yet to jot down any sort of notes or outline. And since this blog is supposed to help my clients and followers get to know more about me -- here’s what’s currently on my mind…   

My daughter Mabel (2.5 years old) just got glasses. I knew this day was coming, there were little hints/symptoms here and there, but I thought it would be another 3 years or so. Everyone keeps saying how cute she is in her glasses. And yes, they are very cute on her--but am I crazy to be a little saddened at the sight of them? I just think she has the most precious little face and beautiful, big, blue eyes. Now she has these little pink rubber specs on 24/7 that seem to reflect and mirror every window in our house. She’s supposed to wear them all the time, but I want to take them off and see my little baby-faced girl. There have been so many small signs recently of her growing up which I think I have sort of overlooked; but now that from 8am-8pm she has pink frames around her eyes--I can’t help but notice all the other changes going on with her. I guess this is my first taste of that feeling parents get when they realize their “baby” isn’t a baby anymore. It might literally only be just a smidge of a taste (she is still in diapers after all but, even then, I think her days are numbered), yet it still stings. Man, if I’m this emotional over glasses I’m going to be a blubbering mess when she learns to tie her shoes. Thank goodness I have Marigold, who still spits up on me, naps on me, and needs my hands to help her sit up. Her gummy little smiles could move mountains and are just what the doctor ordered when I need a little pick-me-up. <3 

With all this being said, I have to admit – Mabel’s glasses are fun to take pictures of, plus watching Marigold try to snatch them off Mabel’s face is pretty darn entertaining. So I’m thinking, if this is my only current pain in life, then I’m a lucky lady.