Thursday, September 17, 2009

Change in perspective

Everyone said my perspective would change once I had a baby, and so far, it is true in myriad ways.

For example, I had a dentist appointment today. I've needed to have a lot of work done, and they couldn't do X-rays while I was pregnant.

And I have to tell you, I've always dreaaaaaaded the dentist. I have never been anything approaching relaxed at the dentist's before.

This time, it was practically like I'd snorted Xanax prior to arriving.

The fact that I only realized when sitting in the waiting room that my black shirt was studded with the shredded bits of Kleenex that clearly got washed with the darks and distributed throughout the laundry didn't faze me one bit.

It was clean. And so was I.

I held a People magazine with two hands. I snuggled into the reclining dental chair. The farther back they leaned me, the better. I almost napped in between procedures.

I go back in two weeks for more. It's kind of exciting.


  1. Glad you got some rest. Also, I find your chosen method of Xanax consumption most interesting.

  2. Postpartum is best served warm, as they say, this too shall pass. I hope you're feeling better soon, we enjoy your blog too much.

  3. I used to refer to it as the Dental Spa. My hygienist thought I was joking.

  4. Haha! Thank you for posting, Lisa. It's just good to hear from you, no matter what it is you're saying. And if you're saying something completely hilarious, so much the better!
    More hugs!

  5. "Back for more in 2 weeks" - this made me laugh out loud Lisa.

  6. haha, I've just been to the dentist too. Had to bring husband along to look after the baby. The dentist also has a small baby and we're both breastfeeding, so every time we heard a cry we both leapt up to check whose it was! Not so restful, but got the job done. Also going back next week.

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  8. that's a telltale sign that you're a new mom when "me time" involves a trip to the dentist! as you know, i am at the other end of the spectrum, having just become an empty nester. now i have more time on my hands, and a different outlook - for example, though there was always food in the house,i didn't cook dinner every night when they were here. NOW i don't feel guilty about not cooking dinner - ha!

  9. maybe that's the key, maybe i have to pop out a baby because i can't handle the dentist. every time i go i think it's going to be cool and they're going to pat me on the back with a "good job!" as i walk out the door, yet every single time they end up telling me i need some crazy work done and i burst into tears lying in the reclined chair with tools hanging out of my mouth.
    i'm adding this to my list of "perks" for having a baby : )

    i hope your weekend is just as calming

  10. Ha! :)

    I once was terribly worried about a presentation I had to give on Monday. The Saturday before, I went canoeing and the canoe capsized and I got disoriented, trapped under the canoe with water rushing at me and pressing me against a rock. I was very fortunate that my beau at the time was able to get me out of there. Otherwise, I'd have been a goner. Come Monday's presentation, I couldn't have cared less. It's all relative.

  11. Despite being immune to novacaine, I'm STILL looking forward to my appointment tomorrow. An afternoon off work is an afternoon of work.


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