K 42 inches tall 35.5 lbs
P 43 inches tall 34.5 lbs
R 44 inches tall 37 lbs.
I rejoiced as the pediatrician remarked at how healthy they are. The only real trace of preemie in them seems to have fallen on P. (Bless him, Baby C!) As our smallest (2lbs6oz at birth), he always seems to be the one with preemie related issues.
It seems his vision is not so terrific. After our trip to Colorado, my husband remarked that we needed to have his vision checked.
Initially, I dismissed his concerns. P is a remarkable reader and loves small intricate things.
"I think he is nearsighted. He can't find frisbees after we throw them or see sights along the side of the road that we point out," my husband countered.
"That's just because he's not paying attention," I argued.
It seems my husband was right on target. I was shocked (and saddened and embarrassed--but enough about me) in the office today at just how severely near sighted he is. I even quipped to the nurse, "I am an attentive Mom..."
When they positioned him the required 20 feet from the eye chart, he could only read the first line accurately. After the nurse, a medical student repeated the test using a different chart with the same verdict. I initially thought he was goofing off he was stumped so early. How could I have missed such a deficit?
K & R tried to prove that they needed glasses too--to no avail. They read the chart with ease.
I felt terrible about the detail P has been missing--especially since I had written it off as 'just the way he is.' Meanwhile, P took the news in stride. As I talked with the pediatrician, P was working on a piece of paper. When we finished chatting he handed me the following message with a grin.
"I am goig to have gllasses."
I am with him every day and I missed the signs. My husband, who in fairness is a doctor, but NOT an optometrist or a pediatrician picked up on it before I did, despite spending much less time with him. But, my husband has something else in his corner--he has been there. My husband started wearing glasses for nearsightedness at age 7. He is sensitive to childhood vision issues because he has been though it.
Tonight we talked excitedly with P about how amazed he was going to be once he got his glasses. We cannot wait to watch him rediscover the detail he has been missing from the world. My husband still remembers his first discovery--when he walked through the yard with his glasses on, he could see blades of grass, not just green blobs.
What a picture of life without the perspective of Christ and the Gospel. Jesus brings things into focus. We are able to see life as it was intended through a filter of truth and grace and love. Can you remember? How different things looked before Christ in your life and after? Weren't you blown away by what you had been missing?
"I once was blind but now I see..."
Once we have experienced the difference we should be ever sensitive to others who need those glasses of faith to make sense of a world that has become characterized by blobs. Especially the ones who don't even realize it!