Well, thanks to a small space between my teeth that has gradually gotten larger and uglier, I am now the proud wearer of braces. Yep, braces. I am not very pleased but what can you do? I look like I belong in high school and Ryan actually had the nerve to call me "brace face" last night. Oh, how i thought I was out of high school.
I pick up the boys from school yesterday and show them my new temporary smile. Here is what they had to say:
Ben: mom your teeth falling out?
Me: No, just some braces.
Sam "can you take those out?"
Me: "No"
Sam: Not at all?
Me: No
Sam: Not even at night?
Me: No
Hayes: "daddy, mommy got new teeth"
My teeth hurt, my lips hurt and my top one is puffed out like a duck. I feel like Taylor from Beverly Hills Housewives - duckmouth. It ain't pretty. The only somewhat silver lining in this, well besides that my teeth will be fixed, is that I can't bite into anything so I will have to pick and choose carefully what I eat and how I eat.
Will keep you posted as to the progress of my transformation.
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