We went a year ago around this time, and decided to head back for round 2. I thought I could handle it alone, but I am pregnant and they get X-rays again apparently. So since I couldn't stay in the room, that was dramatic. I was on the phone with Mr Smith because we had new insurance, yet I didn't have any info and needed his social. So Lexi crying and Mr Smith telling me he thought it was a waste of time any way REALLY helped this stressed out mama. Lexi got up and walked out. We went back in and a lovely technician came in and started talking 2-year old language. They distracted her and got her back in the chair. All is well that ended well. Until the dentist comes by to say she has signs of decay in her front teeth (which can go away on it's own with care) as well as missing permanent teeth (if adolescence wasn't difficult enough). She left with a fancy toothbrush & a balloon flower. It's done. Mr Smith will still probably feed her juice & candy and we...
It's really just beginning: Sometimes, even as ordinary as it seems, I need to share it. To get it all out there. It drives Mr Smith nuts that I share my life. But I do. And this is it. We aren't perfect, but I love Mr Smith and this blog is dedicated to our life together. It's so I can remember. It's so our children may know."