A Motherhood War Story: Our First Trip to the Dentist

When I was trying to think of a Motherhood war story to share with y’all, the first one that popped in my mind was our most recent experience with my beautiful two-year-old daughter. The first words I thought of to describe this experience was “the terrible awful” – a phrase straight from the book and movie, The Help. Since reading the book several years ago, I have used this term many times to describe certain situations that end in a less than desirable way. So, without further ado, let me tell you about our day that ended with a family pizza night.

Our First Trip to the Dentist.

Hampton walked right in the door with the hygienist like it was nothing. He was actually excited to be there because he knew they would give him a small toy out of the treasure box. Meanwhile, while we were in the waiting room, Sophie was running, climbing, and yelling. I knew her first trip was going to be a fun one. I tried to get her to stop, and even resorted to letting her watch my phone, but nothing worked. She was wired from the moment we walked in. I carried her back to the dental chairs and sat her in my lap. The dentist just wanted to look at her since it was her first time. He made a joke about how it wasn’t difficult to see in her mouth because it was wide open (she was literally screaming the whole time). As soon as he finished, she jumped out of my lap, took off running, grabbed another kid’s balloon out of their hand and tried to bite it. She ran to the treasure chest and started throwing toys…it was the worst meltdown I have ever experienced with my children. I was humiliated. But more so than that, I knew she was terrified and I felt so bad for her. I scooped her up and we quickly checked out and went out to the car. She calmed down almost instantly once I put her in her car seat. Probably because she knew we were leaving.

We went to the Farmer’s Market after that for lunch, and it wasn’t much better. If you watched my Instagram stories, you saw that we had a few chicken friends that were trying to eat the kid’s food. Hamp thought it was hilarious, but it sparked another panic attack in Sophie. So, we quickly went home and put her down for a nap. After her nap she was like a new person, but I was worn out from the entire day, so I decided instead of cooking dinner, we were having a pizza night. This has been happening a lot in our house lately. I love to stock up on Red Baron Pizzas so that I have some on hand for nights when I am too tired to cook. Who doesn’t love loading up on carbs after a rough day? Pizza is one of my favorite splurge foods, and the kids love it, too!

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