We made it out the door, and to the dentist in plenty of time this morning.
Audrey was a good sport and let me take her in her pjs. She took the little cup of sedative, and we hung out in the waiting room...at first, she relaxed to the point of "wow, I need some of this for at home," but then she started getting irritable and crying for everything. I held her and soothed her the best I could; I even stood with her in my arms and did the Mommy-sway, but by the time we went back, she was no longer a happy camper.
You'd think a sedated child wouldn't be capable of a hissy fit.
Not my sedated child. She threw a hissy fit that actually was quite impressive, when I think about it. I know if I'd taken a small shot glass of a Demerol/Vistaril(sp) combo, I'd be pretty cooperative. She was not. She wouldn't even lay in the dentist's chair unless we held her down. They tried to put the nitrous on her nose, and she wasn't interested. Fabulous. Doc comes into the room, and we talk about my options at this point. He said they could papoose her and be done with it in 15 minutes or so, but I was hesitant to do that because I don't want her to hate going to the dentist. I know she'd remember, and hold a grudge like only a small fry can. In spite of this, I decided to give it another shot.
I talked to her, calmed her down, and we tried again, to more of the same, so I just threw in the towel. Sometimes, being a Mom means you have to choose your battles, and this time, I chose to leave the field first. Doc says we can just keep treating the cavity like we've been doing, and fill it either when she's big enough to cooperate, or in the case that it really starts causing her discomfort. Or it falls out altogether, lol.
We head for home, and on the way, I call my friend Jenny so we could stop playing phone tag. She was off today and I invited her to come along with us to our destination later in the morning...but first I had to go sign the boys out of school...and we'd meet her at the theater at 11.
The theater to watch Star Wars, that is. I'd promised the boys way back that we'd skip school and go see it on the day it opened. I almost weenied out of it too, b/c of the crowds and the idea of taking along the mood-swing toddler, but they wore me down.
We were lucky enough to not have a huge crowd, arrive with good timing (got to feed them lunch in the mall first), and we got great seats! Yay!
The movie is really good, and I won't say to much about it b/c I know people (with the exception of Kelly) may not have seen it yet. Go. It's worth it. Yoda rocks, and who would've thought the dark side of the force could be that seexxaayy?
In the course of today, I've gone from meanie (Audrey probably thought so) to queenie (my boys thought I was the coolest Mom in the world, skipping school for Star Wars). It's almost dinnertime, so I can feel the pendulum shifting back to meanie...hmm, maybe we'll just have to have pizza.
Because everyone knows that Queens don't cook.