From the time I found out we would be welcoming a baby girl into our lives, I had visions of all things girly. My baby would wear hair bows, sparkles, and diamonds. This vision also included little diamond studs in her ears.
When Lilly was born, however, everything changed. I would have loved to see little earrings in her ears, but in order for that to happen, I would have to allow strangers to poke holes in her ears and hurt her. There was no way! Not as a new born anyway. I thought maybe further down the road I’d consider it, but not yet.
Then time just got away from me, as it so easily does with a baby in the house. One day I turned around and she was nine months old. My mother and father-in-law were visiting one weekend and we began discussing the possibility of piercing her ears. After thinking about it, I told my mother-in-law that if she wanted to take Lilly to have them done, then I would allow it. She excitedly agreed. When it was time to actually make the venture to the mall to have the piercing done, my motherly instinct kicked in and there was no way I wasn’t going to go, too.
When we got to Claire’s in our local mall, I had to sign a few forms stating that I agreed to allow the technician to pierce Lilly’s ears. She made a dot on each ear to mark the exact spot to insert the earrings. She took extra care to make sure that they were even. We picked out pretty little diamond studs and then I watched as the technician meticulously cleaned all of her piercing equipment, Lilly’s ears, and then the earrings. I felt confident in the cleanliness of the procedure. The technician asked another worker to aide in the piercing. She told us that it’s easier for babies to have both ears pierced at the same time in order to lessen the stress involved. I held Lilly’s head against my chest. And the first technician counted…1…2…3. The piercing guns clicked in each ear simultaneously and then it was over. As to be expected, Lilly started crying the instant the earrings were in. I cuddled her and “shushed” her and the crying was over as quickly as it started. She might have cried a grand total of 30 seconds. Her bumps and bruises from learning to walk bring about water works that last much longer than the tears from having her ears pierced. The technician instructed us on how to care for her piercings and sent us on our way.
Since having her ears pierced, Lilly hardly even notices they’re there. She never bothers them and doesn’t mind when I turn them. She doesn’t like for me to take her earrings out to replace them, but that’s mostly just because it means she has to be still for a minute or two, and that’s a lot to ask from a one year old.
I’m sharing this post for one reason and that’s because I couldn’t even begin to count the number of strangers who have stopped me to ask if she cried when we had them done. People are curious about them, so I thought it would be good if other curious people who might Google “baby ear piercing” stumble upon this post and have a question or two answered. Yes, she did cry. No, it wasn’t much.
Many people are firmly against piercing a baby’s ears and that’s mostly because they believe it’s wrong to alter the baby’s body without her being able to make that decision on her own. I can understand that, and it’s definitely something to consider. However, I decided that I was confident enough that she’d probably want her ears pierced when she’s older and by doing it this way, I can care for them myself and she’ll be used to them. Plus, she won’t even remember having it done! If she eventually decides she doesn’t want to wear earrings, she can simply take them out, and that will be perfectly fine too.