Hello there, Four Eyes.

Let me begin this post with a little story.

Last Christmas, Tyler, Rich, and I went to California to visit family. While we were there, we had a game night with Tyler's brother Brock. As I sat at their kitchen table playing games with everyone, I realized that I hadn't checked the time in a while and needed to find out what the time was (what with having a pumping schedule and all). I looked across their (normal-sized) kitchen to their microwave to find out what time it happened to be. And this is what happened (the conversation might not be entirely historically accurate, but the gist is correct).

I looked at the microwave, turned to Erin (Brock's wife), and asked, "Hey, what happened to your microwave?" Erin looked at me in confusion and asked what I was talking about. "The digital numbers are all blurred. It looks like they exploded."

Erin shook her head at me and said, "No, your eyes have exploded." Ok. No, she didn't actually say that. I don't remember her exact words but basically she said that her microwave was just fine, and she kindly suggested that maybe there was something wrong with my eyes. At first, I thought she was joking. So I checked with Tyler, could he see the time on the microwave? Yes, he could and it was blah blah blah time.

My world was shattered. I had perfect vision. At least, I had had perfect vision my whole life. Never ever had I ever struggled to see anything. In fact, I felt I could see better than most people.

As it turns out, pregnancy can do that to ya. On top of everything else, pregnancy (and nursing) can affect your vision.

And it's affected mine. Not terribly, but just enough that I need a little extra help seeing things that are far away.

The verdict from my optometrist yesterday: I have both myopia (nearsightedness) and an astigmatism (my eye is curved funny). The doctor thinks that I've always had the astigmatism, but it's so little that it's never caused a problem before. Not until the myopia set in. Which is also very little. With only one of those problems I don't need glasses. With both, I do.

But not all the time. Just when, as my doctor so lightheartedly put, just "when I need to see better." Ha ha, thanks doc. But what does that mean?

Well, I don't need them for reading. But I do for driving. And at night time, or when the lighting is dim. And maybe when I watch movies or TV (which I don't do very often). So, for now, I'll keep my glasses around and pull them out when I need 'em.

Truth is, I kinda like how they look.

(Though of course, I like how I look without them, too.)