Abby is a great kid, that’s all there is to it. She’s fun, smart, creative, compassionate, helpful, and loving. She has an amazing sense of justice and is almost too discerning sometimes. If I’m depressed, she’s depressed, if I’m happy, she’s happy. She has a beautiful spirit. Of course she can be stubborn and headstrong, too. I don’t know where she got that.
Physically, Abby has always been healthy. She is sick less than other kids. In fact she’s had perfect attendance 2 of her 3 years in school. That’s not to say she’s perfect, though. She’s nearly completely blind without her glasses, her spine is curved, she’s TINY for her age, and her teeth are, well, not perfect.
So today was our first trip to the orthodontist. I’ve known this moment was coming since she was two, hoping in vain that her new teeth would come in straighter than her baby teeth did. Instead they are even more jumbled and there’s just no way around it. So braces it is. Just a few, a conservative approach in the hope that things will straighten out some as she grows and changes.
Already self-conscious about the glasses and the curvy spine and the crooked teeth, Abby is excited. She might not be so excited next Thursday when she’s got weird things rubbing the insides of her cheeks, but right now she thinks it is kind of cool. I guess we’ll see how it goes!
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