The dentist...

Me and Shelby just got home from the dentist where she had to have a stainless steel cap put on one of her molars. My fear has continued on from me when I was her exact age. Poor child, she has my teeth and has to go through the same things that I had to. She had to have teeth pulled and we are now saving up money for her to have braces in a few years.

When I was her age, I had to have 4 teeth pulled in order to make room for more teeth to come in. The dentist that I had was the worst dentist that any child could ever have. I was very nervous about having anything big done like that and he made it worse. He stood there and screamed at me and told me that I was going to do what he said. I was in tears, my parents were no where to be found. I ended up getting up out of the chair and screaming for my mother. She heard me and came back there and I told her what happened, she gave that guy a piece of her mind. My mom said words that I had never heard her say before. Long story, short, we found a different dentist and everything went great.

Now to Shelby, she started having problems with her teeth when she was 1 1/2 years old. She had her first dental surgery when she was 2 years old. She had to have stainless steel caps put on her 4 front top teeth, with the white coating. Well I just so happen to find the second worse dentist out there for my daughter. He did not feel like it was necessary to calm the child before doing anything. It turned out that she hated going to the dentist. If she even thought that she was going to the dentist, she would shut down on us and would not do anything. Well we got lucky about a year ago and found the perfect dentist. She loves this dentist. Everything that he has done to her, she has enjoyed. He makes going to the dentist fun for her and she loves that and so do I.

But as I sit there watching Shelby in the chair getting her teeth worked on, I can't help to think back to all the bad experiences that I have had in the past. I thought about my bad past and even the bad past that we had with her first dentist. I also sat there thinking about how big my baby has got. She is about to be 7 years old and I just don't know where the time went. I am very happy to have found this dentist and I am glad that Shelby likes him so much.

The picture above is of her trying to smile after her dental work. Her bottom lip is still numb and she is tired too. You can't even see the cap, it is so far back.