Saturday, March 23, 2013
My poor boy
My poor boy had a rough week. Dental surgery. Final count...2 teeth pulled + metal spacers put in their place (stitches), 1 crown, 8 cavities filled. Ugh.
There were a slew of reasons...one of the main ones being that he has dairy induced reflux - milk makes him vomit and he would swish it around, damaging his teeth, and then the other offenders - juice, chocolate milk (before we realized it was the trigger), too long with a pacifier, not being as diligent about brushing teeth as we should be... We do have two other children that do not have.a.single.cavity.
Do I sound like I am defensive? Like I'm giving a billion reasons for something terrible?
Because none of these things are his fault and yet he had to go through all of this.
And while talking about it to a friend in the lobby of the school, a parent turned to their child and said, "See? And THAT is why you need make sure you brush."
I don't want my kid to be that poster child.
Why is parenting so hard? Anybody have the answer for that one?