Ava just had an expander put in her mouth Tuesday and we were back at the dentist on Thursday to have two teeth pulled. Poor kid, it has not been a fun week. I'd love to say it went well but honestly I think they had a hard time getting the teeth out. I was down the hall in the waiting room and I could hear her cry when they were pulled. I sat there with my stomach in knots, wanting to be with her. Finally, I was able to go in and see her, hold hand, drive her home and get her set up on the couch with a movie. I thought the worst was behind us until she woke me up at 12:30 a.m. covered in blood. One side opened back up and bled for two hours. At about 2:30 she threw up and then felt perfectly normal. Seriously, she said "can I play a game on your phone?" like nothing had happened. When they say "kids are tough" it's true, she has been fine ever since. Needless to say we had a quiet day. I love quiet days. More than anything I'm glad it's over.
This one has also been losing teeth. One top tooth is out and the other is not far behind. I think the tooth fairy needs her own bed at our house.
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