Emma had an orthodontist appointment this morning. On January 19th, my baby is getting braces. We knew she would eventually need them, and in fact the last time we went to the ortho, I know she was a little disappointed to hear that she didn't need them yet. But the day has come. She would have begun the process today, but we are getting new insurance on the first of the year . Naturally.
I wouldn't go as far as to say that she's happy to get braces; most of her friends either have them or just got them off, so she won't feel like a weirdo. I know she's worried about pain, about how it will affect her french horn, about not chewing gum. You know, all the important things.
She wants to see if she can get purple braces.
My baby is growing up!