this parenting business. some days I have to admit I don't think I'm cut for this (meaning I'm forever clueless and occasionally feel out of control.) I can't imagine how my mom did it with 4 kids. FOUR! in ginny's first 18 months I believe I've aged a good many years.
I'm looking and feeling a decade older since last wednesday. a typical and simple morning breakfast turned into complete chaos and panic. ginny was wearing some crapass pjs (a gift from SIL -- I should have known better.) and the feet were twice the proper size. while running across the floor with 2 toys in her hands she took a pretty big fall. she tripped on the pjs and landed flat on her face. there were some tears but after a few boo boo kisses and hugs all was "well" again. until we started to play with the ball...
she giggled in pure delight. then the HORROR! I immediately felt faint. I wanted to vomit. I started to cry. ginny's smile revealed 2 broken (not chipped) teeth! I thought I was dreaming. this couldn't be real. her two front teeth, perfect and pearly white, were no longer as I remember them. her sweet, sweet smile forever changed.
after a few nasty messages to the pedi's useless nursing line (they never call back) we raced off to the pedi dentist as an emergency. I hadn't even brushed my own teeth yet.
"that's a pretty bad break." nice dentist tells me.
"blah blah blah blah blah blah..." that's all I remember.
later on, b spoke with nice dentist to get more "specific" details. because the nerves are so close to being exposed we will have the teeth "rebuilt" in 2 weeks. the bonding will protect what she has left. fortunately, the x-ray showed no visible damage to the adult teeth. thank god!
poor poor ginny (and poor mama.) this parenting business... hard stuff.
27 February 2010
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I can't even imagine! I'd be sending the bills to your SIL. ^.~
OH MY GOSH! I would have freaked out, too.
Thank goodness she handled it so well.
Ugh.. difficult business indeed!
Oh man, that poor little thing. But there she is, smiling away, completely oblivious!
I am glad they can 'fix' it--your little lady will have bonded baby teeth, how very tres chic. OK, just kidding there :)
I'm totally dreading the first "big accident." I know it's on it's way soon. ugh. I just dread it. Yet it's inevitable, right?
It is good to remember, I suppose, that they are much more resilient than we.
So sorry she broke her teeth! I would be upset too. I've been through my own parenting woes. My son took a couple of potentially preventable falls and I went ahead with stitching to his lips in both cases that I now regret. I'm sure Ginny's teeth are going to look great and it's wonderful that they are just her baby teeth. I agree parenting can be very aging. :) Take care, Formerly NuHomemaker of thenest.com
Poor Ginny, and poor you! I'm glad that she is doing OK, anyway, but I can imagine how upsetting that must have been.
She is a cutie.
I have one 2.5 yr old and I see pics of me just after birth and I look better then than I do now! Ha! Parenting totally ages you(me). I feel like how Bill Clinton looked after a year in office. Ha
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