Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Braces update

I got my braces on 2 weeks and 2 days ago and I can finally eat solid foods again. I wasn't sure there for awhile if I'd ever eat a sandwhich ever again, but I did! I had to cut it into 20 tiny pieces, but I managed to chew it up without being in too much pain and agony.
I also found this helpful video online which explains what is going to happen to me in 6 months when I get the surgery to extract my hidden canine. It's pretty fascinating, I think:

The only thing different with my situation  that they didn't show in the video is that they will be removing my baby tooth after making room for the larger tooth to come down. Exciting!!
Scary!! I'm a wee bit nervous. 
All this is still so surreal to me. As I'm running around town and doing my errands and regular mom stuff I'll forget I have my braces on until I try to talk. Then I hear myself slurring my S's and stuttering over my "Kn" sounds, and suddenly I remember that I have these awkward metal things stuck to my teeth and the roof of my mouth. It makes me feel depressed and wish this lame two years was over already. My orthodontist says it could take up to five years to convince that tooth to come down, but I'm staying optimistic and sticking with two. I really hope I get to the point where I dodn't even notice they're there and can resume a normal life.

On another happier note, one of my favorite concoctions I've been making while on the soft foods diet is Pumpkin Smoothies. My husband grew some pretty awesome pumpkins in the garden this year, which I then process into puree for pies, muffins, and smoothies. Here it is for future reference:

Sally's Pumpkin Soy Smoothie for Owie Teeth

1 1/2 cups vanilla soymilk
1 cup pumpkin puree
1 large handful fresh spinach
1 sweet banana
2 teaspoons Stevia
1 teaspoon Pumpkin Pie Spice

Blend til smooth, rich, and creamy.

The End

Friday, November 13, 2015

Eleventh Anniversary Thoughts

My husband and I celebrated eleven years of marriage yesterday. It doesn't feel like we've been married that long, but we've got eleven years worth of memories to prove it! Last night at dinner  he was reminding me of all the different things we've been through these past years,  from all the jobs to moving around from state to state to having children to funny little moments that I'd forgotten about. 
It was just the two of us for a dinner and movie date so I really got to listen to him and look him in the eyes. It was in that moment that I felt so completely grateful to have this man to spend my entire life with. To be able to look over at someone who has shared all these memories with me,  and to know that we are in this life together, brought me so much comfort and joy. I  feel so blessed to have a companion to live with, togrow with, and to share my life with. I am so grateful to be married. 

I imagine that it only gets even better from here as our children grow older and we continue to grow closer. I hope Micah knows how much I love him and appreciate him in our lives together. I'm not always the best at showing my appreciation, or being romantic, and I'm coming to find that I'm a terrible gift giver, but in my heart I am completely loyal, dedicated, and forever in love with my husband. One of my greatest achievements in life was finding and marrying him and seeing our love grow through all the hardships we've faced over the years. My marriage has proven to me again and again of God's love for me and His plans to magnify me in my life. Marriage is truly a gift from God.
Thank you, Micah, for being my husband forever and ever. 

Here's my facebook post from yesterday, just for the record:
"11 years of marriage today to my wonderful husband. I love you so so so much and can't imagine my life without you in it!! You are the the cream cheese to my bagel, the flower to my cactus, the lid to my chapstick, the plug to my bath, the fabric softener to my laundry, the sprinkles on my donut...You complete me in every way possible."

And here's a picture: This photo was taken partway up Mt. Timpanogas on the day Micah officially proposed to me. He set the timer on his camera and it snapped right as he asked me to marry him. It was a very surreal moment for me.

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Facebook fast fail

I failed miserably at my facebook fast: I only lasted 10 days. I got sucked back in at Halloween because let's face it, seeing everyone's Halloween posts is my favorite part of the whole year!! But, I'm not going to count this off as a failure, because it accomplished exactly what I needed it to accomplish. I took a break, reestablished my priorities, and came back with a fresh perspective. 
I actually do this a lot, and I think it's a healthy and productive thing to do. It would be too dramatic and unnecessary for me to quit facebook all together, and I now I know I can't go forty whole days without it, so I'm going to write this off as a win for knowing myself so well that I can set limits and boundaries that even I can live with. 
Forty days is a really long time. Why did I choose forty days? Probably first because I like alliteration (facebook fast both start with f!) and also because I read the scriptures a lot and I figured if Christ can go without food and water for forty days, then I should be able to go without social media! But alas, I can't. It's too much of an important and crucial part of my social life. And I probably couldn't go without food and water for that long, either. I'm just a pansy all around.
Here's to coming back to facebook a much more balanced person, and for liking facebook so much that I can't even be away from it for 10 days.
And here's a picture of a cute toddler seeing snow for the first time. His exclamation was so happy, I wish I could've recorded it!" "Goohooowahahaha!" or something sounding like that.

Friday, November 6, 2015

Sweet baby boy

I took my two older boys to see a play tonight and left this little one at home with his dad and five year old brother. Towards the end of the night I received a text from my husband saying that he was fussy and tired and looking for me. As soon as I got home he greeted me with the biggest smile. He also started making the sign for wanting milkies so we went downstairs and cuddled in bed. He latched on and fell asleep within seconds. The look on his face was pure contentment and peace to be in his mamas arms.
I laid there for awhile and played with his curly hair and nuzzled his little cheeks and felt pure love wash over me.
I love this fourth baby boy. I can't imagine what our lives would be without him. He is my little love. My sweet baby boy.

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

My Wonky Tooth Needs Fixin'

I got braces on my teeth two days ago. It's still freaking me out. When they first put them on in the orthodontist's office and I went to the bathroom, I was mortified at what I saw: there was my normal face, but then when I opened my mouth there were these shiny, metal brackets attacking my inncoent, white teeth. It reminded me of a horror movie or something. I wanted to cry but I didn't want to deal with any sympathy from the nurses. I have to wear these braces for 2 years, so I'd better just think positive because these metal parasites aren't going anywhere anytime soon!
For those who might be curious about why I am wearing braces at 36 years old, here is the story of my tooth: When I was a little girl and all my baby teeth were getting pushed out and adult teeth coming in, one of my baby teeth didn't fall out. This is because the adult tooth got impacted at a 45 degree angle in my upper gums. Everytime I went to the dentist and they showed me the X-ray we could see the adult tooth stuck up in there. 
The dentists told us that sooner or later that baby tooth would rot because baby teeth don't last forever. (Did you know that is a fact that baby teeth don't last forever?) Most of my dentists (I've had a dozen different ones as I've moved around so much) mentioned it everytime I went in for a checkup that someday I would have to get that taken care of! But, for whatever reason it kept getting ignored and pushed aside as I got older and older. So although we knew that day would come that my baby tooth would rot and I would need to get the adult tooth yanked down, it just never happened, until now. My baby tooth is not quite rotten yet, but it is starting to turn brown and deteriorate. Because of my age my bones are denser and harder and the process is substantially more difficult to go through. If I had done it 25 years go it would have been a simple procedure, but because I am older and my roots are more cemented, I have to have braces, an expander, and an oral surgeon to help remove the baby tooth and extract the impacted adult tooth. It's a long, painful process, and something I didn't expect at this time in life--but hey--life is full of unexpected surprises. This morning I went back in to get the expander cememnted into the roof of my mouth just to add insult to injury because with the new braces, my sore, painful teeth, and the fact that I can only eat liquids, it just wasn't enough. haha. 
The expander will help expand the bones in the roof of my mouth to make room for my new tooth. It's freaking me out also. I feel like a robot. I have to use this small, metal key and insert it into the expander every night and twist it two times to the left before bed.

I'm trying not to complain because this is going to help my overall health and well being in the long run. I should feel grateful that I live in a country that has these resources to help my mouth survive. Instead of braces and surgery I could have a rotten, infected tooth in it's place. I guess two years isn't so bad. I just have to get used to eating, cleaning, and talking, and also used to being sore once a month when I go back in to get them tightened.

I'm also feeling a little more creative with the things I can eat. The first day all I could think of was smoothies, then today I ate a pumpkin-spinach-banana-soy smoothie, pureed vegetable soup, mashed potatoes, and sweet potatoe muffins soaked in whole milk eaten with a spoon. I won't be on an all-liquid diet forever, just until my teeth stop hurting. I'm not really sure when that will be, but hopefully soon.

It bothers me a little that some people think I got these braces on to straighten my teeth out. I've already received comments like, "Why braces? I thought you already had straight teeth." I wouldn't choose these braces for three reasons:

#1. Because my teeth were straight enough for me. #2. Because I'm not sadistic. I wouldn't put myself through this misery for the sake of vanity. And #3. I'm too old for braces. There's a reason I look 13 in that photo below: because 13 year olds have braces, not 36 year olds. haha. Except for me because I have a wonky tooth that needs fixin.

Here's an X-ray of my teeth. You can see the impacted tooth in my top gums on the right. It's going to see daylight for the first time ever in about 6 months! Those white patches are cavities that have been filled in. Aren't teeth exciting?


Here's me, in all my braces and glory. My friends and family say I look 13 again. Wouldn't that be fun?