Toothless Baby

So our day has been a slightly traumatic one! This morning we met some friends to play at a play center in Frisco and Lainey was running around, playing happily like kids do, when she tripped and fell face-first into the bottom edge of a giant blue plastic slide. I immediately ran over, scooped her up into my arms, and assessed the damage...it wasn't pretty. She had chipped her top right front tooth pretty badly, but thankfully, there was no blood. However, there were white and blue specks (parts of the tooth and the plastic slide) on her chin and I noticed that a piece of blue plastic from the slide was stuck in the broken part of her tooth! So of course she's hysterical and then I'm shaking and trying to figure out what I need to do. The wonderful, sweet girls who were there (my friend Kristen's friends, who I had only met that morning) helped me gather my stuff together and gave me the directions to pediatric dentist's office in the area. Lainey wasn't really crying from pain at this point, I don't think, but I could tell she was uncomfortable because she kept pulling out her binky and touching her teeth. We made it to the dentist and after doing a quick X-ray Dr. Ty (who coincidentally went to Austin College but graduated 5 years after me) determined that her tooth could not be saved and would therefore need to be pulled. It was broken in two places, all the way up to the root. I started crying at this point. (I'm blaming the pregnant hormones for that one.) Thankfully Ben was there - he had left his meetings in Irving to be with his slightly hysterical child and very hysterical wife. Sweet Lainey was then given some nitrous oxide (laughing gas), a Barney video, some numbing jelly and about 3 or 4 shots in her mouth. Ouch. Two dental assistants held her down with the help of Ben and me. She was not happy. Thankfully, Dr. Ty pulled out her little baby tooth quickly. It came out in two pieces. After it was all over, a crying Lainey held out her cute little hands, palms facing upwards, and repeated "ah duh" (all done) over and over. She was very ready to get out of that dental chair! The dentist did give me (what's left of) the tooth to keep, and after I asked him a million questions we were sent on our way. When she is about 2-1/2 or 3 years old, we can look into getting a fake tooth (called a pedo-partial) until her adult tooth comes in. Until then, she's going to only have one front tooth! What a day we've had. The last thing we need today is for me to go into labor...we do not need anymore excitement today!

An interesting thing to note is that when I was 8 months pregnant with Lainey, Reagan was attacked by the dog in the neighborhood next to ours. This stuff needs to quit happening when I'm about to have a baby! I do not handle stressful situations very well when I'm pregnant. I'm too emotional! Well, to be honest, I'm a pretty emotional person anyway but pregnancy turns me into an extremely emotional person! :)