My anxiety was my joy this week.

Rowan had her first and hopefully only surgery this week. Rowan needed 3 teeth removed because she had a compound odontoma, which is basically a sac of tooth particles, in the way of her adult teeth and it needed to be removed.

I was a mess with anxiety the days leading up to it. I didn’t know how to manage my thoughts about it and brought my concern to my group. They had so many ideas how to ease my anxiety. They told me I could call the hospital and tell them my concerns, they told me to voice my daughter’s needs and my own, (I told the doctors I was coming into the OR room until my baby was asleep and they allowed it), they told me to call and ask for reviews on the doctor anonymously and they reassured me that my baby would be ok.

About an hour after surgery started they came back with great news. The teeth were extracted with no major concerns. My girl was a champ and spent the rest of the week resting with very minimal pain.

She will have the most adorable gummy smile for the next few months!

PS: How is this for parallels… I also had 3 teeth removed (from my skiing accident) when I was a kid too.