Today was one of those days where I just KNEW things weren’t going to go my way. Little did I know just how bad it was going to get.
It started with Holden pooping while eating breakfast. I swear he must think his highchair (we sit on the floor and eat with him in a mini-chair) is the potty, because this is the second day in a row where he’s done this. I took him upstairs to change him, and he started flipping out on the changing table. He normally doesn’t like being changed, but he never goes totally apeshit like he went today. He grunted and i’m thinking “oh no, is he going to poop again?” but nothing happened.. A second later, another grunt and a turd comes flowing out of his butt. Awesome.
I try not to gag and clean it up, wipe him down again… when he starts freaking out again.
This is where I should have taken him to the potty, I don’t know why I didn’t- but a grunt later and there was more poop.
This repeated one more time until he was finally done.
I took him downstairs and within 5 minutes of playing, he’d pooped again. What the hell did this kid eat to make him crap so much?? That poop was the foulest smelling of them all. Fantastic!
At that point, the thought crossed my mind that today was just going to be BAD.
A little later in the day, he kept crawling between the couches (a big no-no) and while I was in the other room trying to make sweet tea- he grabbed my glass off of the table he SHOULDN’T be able to reach and threw it on the ground shattering it and sending sweet tea all over my freshly mopped floor. I’m lucky he didn’t seriously hurt himself, there was broken glass everywhere.
Suspicions confirmed: today is definitely a bad day.
Around 5’clock I started getting some intense pain in my mouth. Thinking it was just some food stuck in my molars (as I do not have any wisdom teeth, just blank spaces), I brush my teeth to free whatever’s stuck in there. At first it feels really good… but very quickly good turned to SEARING pain. The kind that makes your eyes water.
This is definitely not a case of food stuck in my teeth.
I reach my finger to the WAAYY back of my mouth where the pain is coming from and come across and incredibly sharp jagged ‘wall.’ Literally, it feels like a wall of tooth, empty in the middle. So now I think i’ve BROKEN a tooth. Not good.
I text my neighbor/friend who is in nursing school and tell her that I think i’ve cracked a molar. She comes over a few minutes later with her little pen-light to get a good look in my mouth.
After a second or two of staring into my mouth I hear her say “oh no” and I know it can’t be good.
She informs me it’s a wisdom tooth growing in… but it’s not growing in straight. Instead, it’s growing OUT- into my cheek.
She also informs me that I need to get surgery as soon as possible before it either gets infected, impacts my other teeth, or both- and that possibly my insurance won’t cover the entire thing and i’ll have to pay a percentage of the cost.
Great, so i’m going to have to go get surgery on my mouth, with money we don’t have, RIGHT before Christmas. AND i’ll have to have someone at the house to watch Holden.. and I have no one to watch Holden.
Did I mention i’m terrified of Dentists? I haven’t been in YEARS because when I was little my dentist held me down while I was screaming to clean my teeth. Guess you could say it scarred me for life.
So.. yeah.. To say that today sucked major ass would be an understatement.
Anyone have any vicodan? Or extra money lying around? My mouth would much appreciate it.
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