Sugar Buggies

Today was the day that I kinda dreaded as a Mom…it was the day when someone else takes your kid…and they go with them w/o kicking and screaming.  No I don’t mean like a stranger at a park offering candy to get inside a white windowless van…I mean when you go to a medical office and your BABY doesn’t HAVE to have you by their side. Yes I know it means that my little man is growing up…no longer a TOTAL Mama’s boy, he’s independent, confident, etc etc BUT man…when he looked back and didn’t ask why I wasn’t going into the back office of the dentist with him I got a little sad.  I know I’m a sappy pathetic mother…but I can’t help it.

If you remember Owen’s first dental visit…it didn’t exactly go too well. Poor Heather thinks he still hates her to this day…but he totally DOESN’T…he Loves his Header. 
I’m sure we ALL remember when Owen fell down the stairs back in March…I knew that evening we were going to be having to see a pediatric dental specialist, and after his Heather visit, I wasn’t sure how he’d take to the place. BUT to my surprise he really got on well there. We went the day after the fall for xrays and a check-up…then again 1 month later for a follow up and another xray.  At that point the dentist advised we do one of three options…a) leave the tooth…and if it gets infected we pull it…b) Pull it now to prevent infection later or c) do a “baby root canal”…that way he won’t be toothless until he’s 6ish. 
So we are going with option C.  I don’t wanna see my baby toothless for years and years (more than we’ll have to when the teeth start dropping…but that’s later in life…I can’t handle that just yet!) Today was the first step in that process….Owen went in for a cleaning. They wanted to evaluate how he’d do in the chair (w/o Mom)…and from the cleaning they’d be able to figure out if he’d do ok with nitrous OR have to be fully sedated for the root canal procedure. 

The lady came out..called Owen’s name. So I gathered our stuff and stood up.  She then said “Mom I think we’re going to try and take him back alone…and if it doesn’t go well we’ll come get you immediately”.    Ummmmmm…..okaaaay.  Sad Face. So she started asking Owen about his ipad and away he went…he looked back once like as if he wanted to ask why I wasn’t coming…but he never asked. WOW! It was that easy huh. Guess I’ll have to start the “Don’t Talk to Strangers” speech soon with this little boy!

I waited in the lobby…like a Mama Bear on watch. Heart Racing, hearing for my poor child to be screaming from the back office…the first 5 minutes he was gone everytime the door opened I smiled…thinking it was the dental assistant coming to get me…but NOPE…they never came out to me!  So I started Texting, Facebooking, Instragraming, Pinteresting…anything and everything to keep me busy.  Seemed like he was gone forever…. 20 minutes later my darling arrived back to me…so excited to tell me about the sugar buggies being brushed off his teeth. 

So phase one down…root canal starts in ONE week on May 10th…eck I’m already nervous!!! Maybe I should ask if I can get some nitrous for the waiting room!