Tin Grin

About four hundred and sixty three people have asked me why Aliya has braces at such a young age, so here goes.  She has a really bad cross-bite, which you can see from my highly technical photo at right.  I had been taking her to a regular dentist instead of a pediatric dentist, thinking that the only difference was that pediatric dentists had the TV’s, stuffed animals with big teeth, fabulous prizes…boy, was I wrong.  The regular dentist didn’t even mention the cross-bite to me…I noticed it when she was getting a filling and the dentist told her to bite down on that little piece of paper they use to check the filling.
Since I really disliked the front desk ladies at Adlani’s dentist’s office and Norah hadn’t been to the dentist yet, I decided to find a new dentist for all 3 kids.  We found a practice that we love…Dr. C and Dr. B in Wayland.  Dr. B mentioned Aliya’s cross-bite and recommended that she be evaluated for braces, which consists of a series of photos, x-rays, and measurements.

After the evaluation was done, Dr. C sat down with me for a detailed discussion of his findings and a plan.  It was obvious that she needed braces, it was just a matter of when. In the old days, kids got braces around 12ish, and had them on until 15 or 16.  Obviously that varied, but you never saw an 8-year-old with braces.  The orthodontist would wait until the permanent teeth were in place, and then try to maneuver everything around with braces, often pulling some adult teeth as well as baby teeth.
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Many orthodontists still follow this school of thought, but Dr. C has been a pioneer in the field of early orthodontics.  Some of the benefits are 1) Aliya won’t have to have any permanent teeth pulled, 2) her growth can be used as an asset and her permanent teeth can be guided into the desired position instead of moving them after they’re in place, 3) her teeth are more likely to stay where they are when the braces come off, and 4) she’ll be out of braces by the time the she hits the awkward middle school years.
Aliya was excited about getting braces because she wanted to look older, but the first few days were rough.  She had to re-learn how to eat and talk because she kept gagging on food and always had a mouthful of spit when she talked – so annoying!  But she’s doing well now, even though she has a gigantic “appliance” on the roof of her mouth.  She’s already planning what colors and patterns to get at her upcoming visits.
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Aliya was a great patient, and the most amazing thing was that her dental assistant was one of the dancing queens from Samba.  She winked when she saw me, so I think she may have recognized me and didn’t want me to call her out in front of her boss.  She’s really nice. 
And the bottom line…yes, braces are expensive.  The total is $5,500 but Ben and I each have dental insurance for the whole family so a bunch will be covered by insurance.  The payment plan is $1,000 up front and $200/month, but Dr. C’s office manager offered to defer most of the 2009 cost into 2010 so I could put money in my flexible spending account and pay for the braces with pre-tax dollars.  That would save me almost $2,000 if I was paying for the whole thing without insurance.
Let’s hope the other two have nice straight teeth and no need for braces!
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Love Is In The Air

Last week Ben casually mentioned that his sister, Naima, was bringing a man to our house to ask for her hand.  Ok…fine.  WHAT?  Her hand in marriage?  Who is he?  What does he do?  Where’s he from?  Where did they meet?  When are they getting married?  Do you think Ben had the answer to one of those very important questions?  NO!! 

Since this was the first time I had been involved with the tradition of someone asking for someone’s hand, I had lots of other questions too.  What do I serve?  Is there some sort of ceremony?  Do I need a live sheep to mark the occasion?  What does one wear to a hand-request ceremony?  Is he going to bring the traditional giant sack of sugar?  Because I don’t know where I’m gonna store it.  Again, Ben was no help. 
Luckily last week I got a preview of the future groom when I picked Norah up from Naima’s.  He seemed nice, Norah liked him, and Naima and Majda had lots of good things to say, so he’s alright in my book.  They came over Sunday night and took us out to Samba, where we had planned to go at Norah’s request to celebrate her birthday.
So I guess I’m gaining a brother-in-law!  I lost count a while ago, but the more the merrier!
Here are some photos from the big night:
Not big fans of fire…Norah got upset about the volcano (and every time after that when the chef squirted something onto the hibachi), and Adlani hid under the table.
We brought an extra kid (kids eat free on Sundays!), our next-door neighbor, Leah:
Manners are not Norah’s strong suit:
The happy couple:
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Fire in Framingham

On the way back from the soccer field tonight I saw a ton of very black smoke in the area of downtown.  It is now 3 hours later and 2 miles away I can smell the burnt-rubber smell at my house.  The fire was at a recycling business, and because it was on both sides of the train tracks I’m sure it caused quite a mess for the commuter rail.

http://www.metrowestdailynews.com/homepage/x593046448/Fire-burning-at-downtown-business

My So-Called Life

This morning when I said that yesterday had been a long day, here’s why:

7:00 a.m. – Naima (SIL) arrives to get Aliya and Adlani on the bus and take care of Norah.  I am making lunches and snacks in my underwear.
7:45 a.m. – Drive to Boston (now showered and dressed) for a meeting at the W Hotel.
9:00 – 11:30 – Walk up and down all stairwells at the W to look at the doors and figure out why certain electronic components are not doing what they’re supposed to do. 
11:30 – 1:30 – Go to Revere to pick up Norah, drive back to Framingham and feed Norah while answering phone calls and emails on my Blackberry.
2:00 – Norah’s swimming lesson at the Y, more phone calls and emails.
3:00 – Pick up Aliya and Adlani at school for a 3:45 doctors appointment.
3:30 – Meet Ben in the doctor’s parking lot to hand off Adlani and Norah, take Aliya to doctor’s.
4:15 – Head to the hospital for a chest x-ray on Aliya (clear).
5:00 – Leave hospital (in record time), call Ben to round up Aliya’s soccer stuff and meet us at practice.
5:30 – Soccer practice.
6:00 – Take Adlani and Norah and pick up Majda (our niece) at Riverside T station, which became a 2-hour round trip because of traffic.
8:00 – Pick up dinner at Burger King.  Majda has not eaten for 24 hours because of Ramadan.
9:00 – Put kids to bed and accidentally fall asleep so I didn’t do the work I had planned or get my act together for the morning.  Hence the rough start this morning.

I guess I’ll be working this weekend.
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Rough Start

Yesterday was an extremely long day (more on that later), and I fell asleep while I was putting the kids to bed.  This morning I woke up to a mound of dishes in the sink, no clean drink bottles or snack containers in the cabinets, and backpacks, lunch/snack bags, and drink bottles still in the car.

By the time I got everyone semi-clean, dressed, and downstairs, I had 20 minutes to make 3 lunches, 4 snacks, 7 to-go drinks, and 3 breakfasts.  I know a bunch of you think that I have my act together, but that’s what it is – an act.  Just ask the kids.

This morning I exhibited every form of unmommylike behavior.  I cried, yelled, spanked, swore, threw dirty dishes in the sink, lectured on the number of hungry kids there are in the world, and used the sink sprayer on Adlani.  I ended up with a pounding headache, Norah was late to “Circle Time” at school, we missed the bus by a long shot and Aliya and Adlani were also late to school.  It’s amazing what one sinkful of dirty dishes can do to your day.      

And by the way…Ben…if you’re reading this…putting the drink bottles with the plastic ice still inside through the dishwasher and back into the cupboard is not helpful.   
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