Obviously something we've not dealt with before having 2 boys. Since we knew Stella was a girl, I knew I wanted her ears pierced. But when? How early was too early? You hear that the earlier that you do it, the better because they get over the pain faster and don't remember it. But still. When?
Well, over the Christmas break Amy and I bit the bullet and got Stella's ears pierced. We went to Claire's. I mean, that's their specialty right? After searching through the selections and taking into consideration her small earlobes, we made a decision. That was the easy part. Now it was time for the hard part. The painful part. Amy, because she's the Mom and tougher than I am, held her.
The lobes were marked. Out came the gun. Bam! The first ear was done. Boy was she mad! The scream. The crying. But luckily we hurried it up and got the second ear done while she was still voicing her displeasure with the first.
Turns out we didn't need to worry. By the time the second ear was done, she had stopped crying. That's my tough little girl! It was over. Boy did she look cute! We paid and left the store, feeling positive about our decision. Over the next few weeks we cleaned and turned them as we were instructed. No problems whatsoever. Score!
Just the other day Amy decided that it was time to change them out to some other studs with a little stone. You know, to give her a little color and bling. Wiggling aside, it wasn't too bad. Now she has a cute new look!
So earrings. Yet another fun little aspect of having a girl. Of course now we've committed to a childhood of earrings and jewelry. But such is the life of a little girl I guess. Throw in some glitter, spangles, frills, and ruffles and I think we're in for some exciting times in the near future!
All is well, 5/26 down, in Drosche Land.