Not looking forward to it...

The other day I had the most bizzare dream. David's brother drove me to the dentist because I was mad at David. I was late for my appointment and they were angry with me because I didn't want x-rays. That was basically the entire dream. Ever since then, I have the dentist on my mind. Kind of like the dream was telling me something. I kept catching myself thinking about the dentist or brushing my teeth. So, in order to get this daydream out of my head, I made an appointment for a cleaning today. Apparently my unconcious is trying to tell me something. UGH...I am not looking forward to it at all!

I didn't have great experiences with dentists, or doctors in general, when I was a child. I avoided the doctors office or hospital with all my might. I hated shots and I hated needles (still do). Which is why I cringe everytime I go to the OB knowing I'll have to get my blood drawn. But, I overcame that fear once I realized it was all for the baby. So, back to my story...I hated doctors as a child. I kid you not, I never lost one tooth on my own. I never experienced the door pulling or the site of blood after crunching into a candy apple. None of it. I had every single one of my teeth pulled in the dentist's chair. Not at one time, though. The dentist told me my teeth were so strong because I drank too much milk. The funny thing is, I hate milk now. My mouth was so screwed up as a child that I went through 10 years of pulling and prying before I got a half decent smile and a large enough mouth. Yes, I even had a metal pole in the roof of my mouth that I turned with a key everyday to spread my jaw out. It wasn't fun at all...and I PRAY that my babies don't have mouths like me or my family. We have tiny mouths that don't fit all our teeth.

After years of braces and metal, I finally had a semi-normal mouth. But, I still hate going to the dentist. They always tell me what a horrible job I do at brushing and flossing. And since I became pregnant, brushing isn't really on my list of things to do anymore. At the beginning, I gagged and vomited everytime I got a toothbrush even near my mouth. I never even attempted to floss. 21 weeks later, I still gag when brushing...so, I know the dentist is not going to be happy with me.

BLAH. It's just one of those things you gotta do.