My teeth are pregnant.
Yup, I’ve just confirmed and I’m all geared up to go. Luckily I knew this was coming so I got to prepare my mind for what was to come. The painful yet highly anticipated arrival of my little, transparent body-changing…Braces. Yes. In nine months, accordingly to my good ole doc, I’ll emerge from her office with perfectly straight pearly cremes.
Till I come back for my teeth whitening.
OK I’m done with the dramatics. Real talk now. I was sooo nervous before today because I didn’t know what to expect. I kept asking people for tips and what to do. I had already read so much on the net about it..about things like spacers and lisps and pain..but people weren’t really much help to me either. Most had gone the metal mouth route years ago or berated me for getting them in the first place. I started to get annoyed at the “wait, so why are you doing this again?” so I (kinda) stopped asking, (mostly) stopped researching and just waited in nervousness (since I had no choice).
The truth is, yea, I probably could’ve gone without them but I always wanted them, my dentist always wanted me to get them and my insurance was paying for them. So I did what I wanted to do.
So as I walked out the doc’s office today with my teeth, tongue and gums protesting against Invisalign’s invasion, I realized something. I wasn’t nervous any more.
As I thought about it some more, I realized I stopped being nervous right after the receptionist showed me a before/after picture of someone who recently finished her treatment. And her before looked like me now. The image of what was to come superseded most of my fear and filled me with a giddy anticipation. By the time I was in the room with the doc, I was on this interesting concoction of high–bright-eyed and curious with some residual nerves. Throughout the installment, I forced muffled inquiries through cotton balls and machines that made my mouth dry–the doc probably couldn’t wait to get me out her chair.
But then there is the slow slide into reality as the pain resonates within me and I think…..
This is like life. We see where we are currently and we see where we want to go. Where we are might not be a terrible place to be but there are so many opportunities to grow. Then we make that conscious decision to give up our current comforts in order to realize that goal.
What are some of your pregnant possibilities? Or your “It’s hard but it’s worth it!” road to where you want to be? Maybe you’re still deciding if it’s worth it. I think the pursuit of higher, better, more is always worth it.
Time to read positive (+). Time to get preggers.