So I sort of forgot I was doing this… heh. I think I promised a more in-depth description of my aspirations for this blog in my first post, but, that sounds boring. I am not in the mood for boring. Instead I want to write about Elaina and the New Smile!
I have a two and 3/4 year old daughter, Elaina. I also have a 10 week old, Julia. Yay, girls! Anyway, I finally got Elaina in to see a dentist last week. She has great teeth, except for the top two front. These were broken in a fall, but other than having a jagged appearance, there was nothing wrong with them. Until recently. Apparently they wore down to the point where they were beginning to bother her. So to the dentist we went, and sure enough – it was time to cap.
That happened yesterday. At the first appointment the dentist and I discussed the various procedural options. WARNING*** I am going to side track a bit here – – – I decided that the 20-30 minute crown procedure did not warrant exposing my baby to the risks associated with general anesthesia. Yes, she was papoose’d, yes it ticked her off, but I preferred it that way. I am shocked at how many parents agree to GA for crowns! I decided to read some first hand accounts from others whose babies needed this type of dental work, and story after story told of little ones being put under for the work. I can’t imagine ever choosing that. I had also agreed with the dentist that it would be easier on all parties if I was not in the room. I think I could have refrained from interfering, but I can only imagine how hard that would be, and how disturbing it would be for my Bitty to see me standing there NOT interfering. Again, I am confounded by the number of parents who stay in the room. The polar opposites of parenting choices, right? I’ll have loads more to say throughout my musings regarding that topic. Anyway- – – I was wrecked while my little girl was away from me, second time at this new place and scary things happening – I know it wasn’t fun for her. But, she was just fine afterwards. In fact, she was all smiles with her prize tokens in hand and pretty new teeth to show off!
Which leads to point of this share – it is a Brand New Smile.
I had grown accustomed to -and loved – that broken tooth grin that was all Elaina. I know, I know, many mommas look at the broken tooth as a constant reminder of some shortcoming on their part. I did not. Babies weeble, wobble, and fall right down. I of course felt horrible when it happened, and I cried more than she did. But, the goofy smile quickly became a part of all her quirkiness. And I just love her. So I loved her smile.
Well, when she came bounding out of the exam room, all thrilled with herself and ready to share with mommy, it was a different smile that greeted me. Her dentist did a fantastic job. I can’t even tell they are crowns. But, her smile is new. It is no longer the broken tooth grin I have loved for so long. It is now flawless, perfection. I fell in love with it immediately! A small part of me is still sad, though. I miss the old smile. I felt the same way when she cut her first tooth because I had so loved the gummy grin that came before. And I know I will be sad when she loses her first tooth, for the same reason.
Well, that’s all I wanted to say right now. I’ll try to remember to stop by a little more often.