Our Own Personal Tooth Fairy

Aug 12, 2014 by

I’ve written a few times about G$’s teeth.  It’s not a good situation.  He is now three and most of his teeth are yellowed from damaged/incorrectly formed enamel.

There is good news.  His teeth haven’t changed or worsened.  THANK YOU, JESUS!  We are still applying fluoride and special toothpaste but, overall, things are going as well as can be expected.  If nothing else, we can be grateful that he hasn’t needed baby caps (yet)!

Recently, he had his 3 year checkup.  They were finally able to take x-rays (God knows how, because I heard the epic fit from across the room!) and they are cautiously optimistic for his adult teeth.  They said the shape is good (If they were damaged like his baby teeth, the X-rays would show jagged, oddly shaped teeth.  Instead, they showed normal, smooth, wavy teeth.) although they are not quite as developed as the dentist would like.  And we found out he has an extra tooth in the roof of his mouth.  How weird is that?!  Either way, we are happy for ANY good news when it’s tooth-related! 🙂

The best news of all, however, doesn’t involve G$’s teeth at all.  Princess E’s first two teeth came through and they are SNOW WHITE!  WOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!  I don’t know if words can truly express our excitement.  Although we are much more comfortable dealing with the damaged teeth and all the issues that come with them, we always hoped any future children would be spared this issue.  And she has!  Hallelujah!

It’s like we have our own personal tooth fairy watching over both kids.


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Good News!

Nov 9, 2013 by

Some of you may remember a post I wrote last year called “Prayers Please.”  I’ve shared the link, in case you missed it last time.

The short version is G$’s baby teeth were coming in and appeared damaged.  Though we had no idea my mother/aunt’s tooth condition could be hereditary (especially since my siblings and cousins all have normal/enamel-covered teeth), it appears that it may be just that…hereditary.

We went to a pediatric dentist and she confirmed our fears: G$ was simply born with extremely damaged tooth enamel.  The good news (at the time) was that it appeared there was SOME enamel there, even though it was discolored and weak (my mom and aunt had virtually none).  We scheduled another visit in 6 months so we could determine if the last of his baby teeth (which hadn’t broken through yet) sustained any damage and to decide where to go from there.  We were told baby caps (who knew they even had such a thing?!) were going to be necessary, it’s just a matter of how many.


Although it wasn’t the news we were hoping to hear, Adam and I are very thankful that we have family who have been through this before and can help guide us on where to go and what to do.


Fast forward to this past Thursday.  The 6 month checkup.  I almost canceled because none of the 2 year molars we were waiting on had broken through yet.  At the last minute, I decided to keep the appointment so that the dentist could at least check the progress (or decay) of the teeth he has.

Much to my surprise, some of the molars ARE starting to come through (which explains his “bad attitude” this week!  WHOOPS!) and although at least one appears to be discolored, there is one molar that appears white (aka normal).  According to the dentist, that is a great sign that his permanent teeth may not be damaged!


We were shocked and so grateful!  Here’s to continued hoping that this is only a baby teeth problem! 🙂

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Teeth, Take Two

Apr 17, 2012 by

Thank you all for your kind thoughts, prayers and well wishes regarding G$’s baby teeth (and my mental health)!


My mom went ahead and called the periodontist who did her caps, both times, and he said we need to get G$ to a pediatric dentist, keep him away from fruit snacks, fruit roll ups, basically any sticky stuff, and keep taking him at least once a year (even though most kids don’t go til around 3-4 years old).


Today we visited our regular dentist, and he confirmed (as much as he could) my fears: it’s most likely hereditary.  I suppose I should be thankful that none of the kids in my generation have it, but I still feel sad for G$.  This dentist also said he needs to be kept off acidic foods like oranges, apple juice, salsa, etc.  as much as possible, and to make sure we brush his teeth right afterwards.


The annoying part is that since only two of his teeth are through, and not even all the way, there’s not much they can tell other than:

A) the teeth are definitely yellow


B) they are the right size and shape (good news!)


He said he’s definitely seen many cases where it only affects a few teeth, or only baby teeth, so that’s something to hope for, I guess.  For now, all we can do is wait until the main 8 teeth come in (the front 4 and the 4 surrounding them), and they’ll be able to tell more at that point.


Soooooooo we wait.  I’m not very good at waiting.  In fact, as a kid my favorite word to describe myself was “impatientable.”  I guess there’s no point in rushing what is sure to be a long road ahead.

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Prayers Please

Apr 12, 2012 by

This is not the post I thought I’d be writing today.  I had a grand plan to talk about how planting season has started and what that means for my/our life.  Not today.


A few days ago, a friend who is also a new mom, mentioned that someone made her feel really stupid for not knowing some child safety information.  She took it pretty hard, as I think any new mom would.  When it comes right down to it, I think anyone who’s been a new mom will agree…we pretty much have no idea what we’re doing.  You learn by trial and error a lot of times.  And that’s ok.  Just because you don’t know everything there is to know about parenting doesn’t mean you know NOTHING.  But it sure does feel like it sometimes…


G$’s 9 month checkup was this week.  I’ll save you the long & boring explanation but, suffice to say, we’ve been doing some things wrong.  Great.  We (apparently) were not previously informed of the proper post-circumcision care and therefore, let’s just say things were starting to reattach.  Not pretty.  This meant that they had to become UNattached.  Go ahead and get the visual on that one.  And oooooooooooooooh the screaming that followed.  Yikes.  Even the doctor was feeling bad afterwards.  I now know the proper daily care that Dr. Comforting said I need to continue until he is one, at which point he will start having MORNING ERECTIONS and this “daily care” will take care of itself.  I thought I was going to puke.  This shit starts THAT EARLY?  Gross.  My poor little boy.


While we were at the doctor, he checked G$’s mouth and asked if he had any teeth yet.  I said no.  Later in the day, I noticed he actually had TWO teeth on the bottom, but you could only see the top ridges.  The ridges are yellowish brown.  Not white.  Not even off-white.  Yellowish brown.  I tried not to panic.  I thought maybe it was bad lighting.  I even seriously considered that I might be hallucinating.  A photo and re-check with an LED flashlight confirmed that it was NOT bad lighting, I was not hallucinating, those teeth are unquestionably yellow.


Maybe most parents would not freak out over some tooth discoloration on a nine month old.  After all, they are “just” baby teeth, right?  Nothing permanent.  That’s all well and good but many people still have at least SOME baby teeth well into junior high.  That’s a long time with “just” baby teeth when they happen to also be brown teeth.


Most parents also do not have the family history that I do.  My mom and aunt are twins.  They were born with no enamel whatsoever on their teeth.  This means, you guessed it, yellowish brown teeth.  They were told the reason for this condition was that my grandma was given a morning sickness pill while pregnant and this was a side effect.  (This pill is no longer on the market, FYI.)  At the time, there was obviously much less to offer in the world of dental technology.  It wasn’t until they were nearly 14 years old that bonding even EXISTED and you can imagine the quality when it finally did hit the market…the lesser of two evils.  As a consequence, they suffered for almost 14 years with ugly and very weak teeth.  See, what most people don’t think about is that enamel is what makes your teeth so strong.  Without any enamel, they become very sensitive and weak.  My mom remembers some teeth randomly just crumbling in her mouth for no reason other than they were simply weak, unprotected teeth.  And then there’s the kids.  Kids are little assholes.  Would you want your child to have to go to school with a mouth that looks like it came out of a costume shop?  I don’t think so.


Since we’ve always been told this was a side effect of a medication, not a genetic problem, and neither myself, my sister or any of my aunt’s 3 kids have any enamel problems, it never even crossed my mind that this could be a problem.  Never ever.


So, given the history and the current situation, I did what every parent would do.  First, I called the dentist and made an appointment.  They asked if I’d taken any antibiotics (tetracycline family drugs are the ones to worry about, in case you wondered) while pregnant.  I couldn’t remember, but you can imagine my horror at the very idea that I could’ve unknowingly taken a pill that would affect my son in such a way.  I was appalled.  Therefore, my next step was to call the OB and my family doctor and find out what I was prescribed.  Both came up empty.  Then I remembered I went to a prompt care for a sinus infection when I was about 7 months pregnant.  Bingo.  I called CVS and Walgreens and found out I was given a zpack.  I hit the internet.  Zpack is not a tetracycline drug.  Crap.  I called the dentist and they informed me that they’ve seen patients on long term “safe” high blood pressure medicine while pregnant that caused similar issues, so you just never know.


Then I called my mom.  She was having a total meltdown over the very possibility that this could happen to her grandchild.  She was too emotional (rightfully so) to be of much assistance at the time, so I called my aunt.  I confirmed the story about the morning sickness pill given to grandma and a few other things…like how much an entire mouth of crowns cost her (because that’s the treatment if it affects adult teeth).  At the time, which was many years ago…it was TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS.  And that’s if you don’t have to get them redone, like my mom did.  So I called my insurance agent.  Since we farm, we don’t have dental insurance.  It’s friggin’ expensive and it’s on a tiered scale where they won’t pay for anything but cleanings and exams for at least 6 months to a year.  If you need real work done, good luck.  The last thing we need is to find out, worst-case scenario, that G$ has a previously unknown genetic tooth condition and go to purchase dental insurance only to find out it’s now a pre-existing condition.  The agent tells me that it’s something to carefully consider.  But, after running the numbers, I realized that it would still be cheaper to pay for a mouth full of caps than to pay for dental insurance for 10 years, let alone his whole life.  UGH.


The bottom line is, I’m scared.  I think all you parents out there can understand why I am hoping, praying, PLEADING with God that this is not what I suspect it is.  No one, especially a child, should have to go through something like that.  It changes who you are as a person and, if you don’t believe me, talk to my mother.  She will be the first one to tell you that the ramifications are devastating.  She’s told me on multiple occasions how she felt that she had to be EXTRA…extra funny, extra happy, extra outgoing, extra EVERYTHING so that people would like her.  That changes.who.you.are.  Period.  And if it was MY FAULT, however unintentionally?  I can’t even bear to think about it.  You always hear jokes about how parents inevitably screw their kids up somehow…I was picturing something more along the lines of dropping him off too close to school or hugging him in front of his friends.  Not this.


Maybe this sounds silly, and maybe I am overreacting.  It’s teeth, not cancer or some awful physically debilitating disease.  I hope I am overreacting.  I hope to God I am.  I hope I have written this blog, made the phone calls, done the research, worried…for NOTHING.  But until that can be confirmed or denied, I am asking you to please keep G$ in your thoughts and prayers.  Please.  He’s just a little boy.


There is one small light at the end of the tunnel: At least if he has weak, brown, no enamel teeth that fall straight out of his mouth…we live in the Ridge.  He will fit right in.  😉

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