This morning I took Bella with me to the dentist’s office. I set out with a diaper bag packed full of books as well as Bella’s sippy cup, a bag of Cheerios, and Bella with her dolly tucked under one arm. And much trepidation, fearing another meltdown as happened when she accompanied me last week to the OB’s office. But it all went rather smoothly.
I barely had time to get our coats off and hung when the hygienist came out looking for me. I hadn’t even had time to greet the receptionist who was on the phone and Bella had hardly managed to look at the fish in the tank.
Bella did not scream when we went into the cubicle. She grew very quiet and let me lay out her books and snacks on the chair in the corner and then stood and watched while I got my teeth clean. The one mishap was when she spilled her bag of Cheerios all over the floor. But even then she didn’t freak out as much as she sometimes does at home. She declared a few time that “it fall” and then she moved on to other pursuits. This bodes well for the day when Bella will eventually sit in the seat herself for a tooth cleaning.
The appointment only took about 20 minutes all told, including making the next appointment for September. And then we were on our way back home in time for lunch. How nice.