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When I was in grade school I wanted desperately to be left handed. There was something exotic about those few kids who wrote with their left hand and I felt like being a righty was so ordinary. So much so that I started to eat and brush my teeth left handed just for fun and I also used to practice writing with my left hand. Truth be told, I wasn’t half bad but it ended up being too much work and I finally accepted my right handed fate.
When my oldest son, Red was about two I started to wonder if he might be left handed and my mother noticed it as well, but alas it was just a toddler experiment. So when Dub started using his left hand for most things around two I noticed it but didn’t think much of it. At three, he was using his left hand even more dominantly but I wasn’t ready to call it yet. At four, I am ready to call it. My Dubster is a lefty. He writes, draws, eats, hops on one foot, kicks and throws a ball all with his left side. At this point his right hand may as well just fall off, that’s how useless it is to him.
No one in my family is left handed so this is completely unfamiliar territory for me. My husband’s father is a lefty as are a couple of my friends so we do have someone to ask should there be something that my son’s two very right hand dominant parents can’t relate to. Of course being left handed isn’t a negative but there are some things that we are going to have to be mindful of as Dub gets older that we righties take for granted.
The guitar, baseball glove, child-sized golf clubs, and archery bow of Red’s that we thought would make great hand-me-downs someday? Nope. Not so much. Dub will need new ones made for a lefty. We will also have to buy a new can opener, a pair of scissors, teach him how to tie his shoes backwards (to us), and we are already highly aware of seating arrangements in restaurants.
One interesting phenomenon that we’ve noticed is that he writes backwards. Not one letter here and there that would be typical of a young child, but he writes in mirror image. We heard that this was normal for left handed children and it will eventually correct itself. My father-in-law said he did the same thing as a small child, but it’s very interesting to watch. This is how he writes his name (Kian) on his chalkboard:
I am pretty excited about navigating this right handed world with my little lefty. If I couldn’t be one myself, at least I can live vicariously through him. Remind me of my slight jealousy when he is complaining about the adaptations he will have to make because of all of the everyday things that are made for righties.
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