There was a point in time when I craved time in my own house without the husband and child around.
I craved peace and quiet and freedom to do nothing.
But when I get that freedom, I find that I’m sorely lacking in ways to adequately spend that time. So I do things like schedule dentist appointments and run errands to the post office and the butcher’s shop.
Yes, I’m serious.
The dentist’s office? Not my idea of a great time. Especially since my last cleaning was in September. Of 2008.
(Somewhere, some of you just gasped and got all pearl-clutchy. It’s okay. Me too.)
In short? I have “chalky enamel” and “soft spots” and “cavities.”
SADFACE.
So now I have to have fillings done and use a special toothpaste and we talked treatment plans and OMG. I hate dental work to the point that I want to just be knocked out and get implants (and lipo if he’s capable…).
Stupid teeth.
I’m supposed to stay away from carbonated drinks, sweets, chips, and anything with fermentable sugars. Which is pretty much EVERYTHING.
Except wine is okay.
(The hygienist is my bestie’s mom and we all like to share a glass or three of pinot grigio on occasion. But not while she has sharp pointy things near my mouth.)
Getting to do a whole lot of reading into the fictional lives of Kalle Blomqvist and Lisbeth Salander was nice. And if wine in the middle of the day were more acceptable, that would’ve been nice, too. Because OUCH. My teeth are all hurt-y.
But the teeth hurt-y wasn’t the worst part of my day.
The worst part was being without my best pal.
Most awesome kid ever.
I feel all lost and out of sorts without hearing his little toddler voice asking me to do things for him. Or speaking toddler-ese to his trains. Or scolding the dog for some imaginary crime she’s perpetrated on him.
My arms feel empty without him to cuddle.
I miss every single piece of him when I’m home and he’s not.
Even the stinky parts and the whiny parts and the cranky parts.
Every. Part.
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My teeth suck toooooo. I had to get a filling when Baby Girl was 3 months old, and I had never been away from her ever. I came out with my mouth all swollen to find her screaming at her dad in the parking lot. Boooooo.
BOO, indeed 🙁
I was pregnant with Joshua when I got my last filling. It was an interesting experience.
I haven’t been to the dentist in a long time. Like, well over a decade. I am absolutely petrified of dentists.
I can relate… When my kids aren’t with me I feel lost, sad and empty. They sure get the biggest hugs when I see them again!
I don’t mind going for routine cleanings. Yesterday’s was slightly uncomfortable but it’s been 2.5 years.
And yes, I feel completely lost when Joshua’s not with me. Like I’ve misplaced an arm.
But we so need good me time. Dentist sucks. Always. I actually have a phobia of them. For realz. Thank god for valium or ativan.
We do, but I don’t think I need a whole day. Some people might, and sometimes I might, but yesterday? I was just lonely.
i have a sad irrational fear of the dentist. i dont know what is about them… i just took my eldest for his check up to the dentist earlier this week.
At least there’s wine still in it for you! xxo
Yes. At least there’s still wine.
I. Dread.The. Dentist. I won’t even say when I last went to one. Let’s just say it was pre-baby and baby is now toddler. Eeek.
And I miss my little boy too when I’m home and he’s not. SADFACE.
Glad to know I’m not alone in both my procrastination and my loneliness.
A. I need to make dentist appointments too now that I’m home for the summer.
B. I’m avoiding doing this like the plague.
C. Pea is in daycare most days too, though today I kept her home. Whether it’s cause I was too lazy to drive her to daycare or I really wanted time with her? I’ll never tell. 😉
D. I know that I will have 6 billion cavities and I’m even thinking I need a root canal. My last dentist appointment? (A good one? I had a shotty dentist in California) was in ’08 too when I was pregnant with Pea!
a) Take care of your teeth or you will end up like me and have 10 cavities.
b) see a
c) It was probably a combination of both
d) SEE A
My pre-schooler scolds our dog, too! It’s actually really cute. =)
She is the scapegoat for EVERYTHING. She can be laying still and look at a toy and he scolds her!
“I craved peace and quiet and freedom to do nothing.
But when I get that freedom, I find that I’m sorely lacking in ways to adequately spend that time. So I do things like schedule dentist appointments and run errands to the post office and the butcher’s shop.”
OMG, that is SO me! I’m glad to know I’m not alone. I think. 😉 Also? You just reminded me I am way overdue for a dental cleaning! Calling tomorrow…
So not alone. And DO NOT SKIP THE DENTIST. Call now!
I totally wasted a DUAL NAP TIME yesterday at the stupid dentist, having my very first cavities (which aren’t even really cavities, just soft spots that will probably turn into cavities so they’re dealing with them now) filled. It wasn’t as bad as I had IMAGINED, but it was still sucky. SUCK TO THE -Y. In 6 weeks I go back to have the other side (the WORSE side) done. I think I’ll make sure both kids are awake when I leave.
Those soft spots? That’s what I have. But in the past 2.5 years since my last cleaning they’ve become slightly more than just soft spots.
And yes, make sure they are awake. Do not waste the nap time!
I. Hate. The. Dentist.
That is all.
Bonus that you can still have wine! Yay!
The dentist said the following will cause my teeth to fall out of my head:
Sweets, sodas, chips, all things yummy.
So if wine hadn’t been left? I would’ve cried.
if ever i forget that I am reading a southern belle? you quickly remind me with your pearl clutching. Love that.
also? I am out of control about maxing out my dentist visits. Love getting my teeth cleaned.
I am weird. yes.
I actually like having my teeth cleaned, but I HATE taking time off from work for dentist appointments and NOTHING is conveniently located in relation to anything else around here.
Daycare is 20 minutes in the opposite direction of the dentist, so if the dentist appointment is for 11:00 and it’s a week when I’m off? I have to leave the house by 8:00 because I don’t want to drop Joshua off in the middle of the morning.
Stupid inconvenient everything.
I have this thing where I want the kids to go away when they’re here, but I miss them like crazy when they’re gone. They were away for 10 days this summer. I was going crazy. They were back a day. I was going crazy. Notice a pattern?