Let's just suffice it to say that this was not my most stellar of days...but God's plan was made evident to me through this trying day.
We spent our day here. Drove over 1 hr here and spent 1.5 hrs here then over 1 hr home. This trek began in May when Sam when for his 1st dental visit. She saw some issues and thought Sam would do better with a specialist. I admit I was dreading it, it takes up the whole day, the dentist is never pleasant, and I knew we were in for some moola when the words pediatric specialist were involved...all for baby teeth.
I mention this only because I now feel selfish and foolish. Sam did have extensive work done today on his back molars...as the one on his right side had begun to decay. Of course, the horrible mother feeling insued. I remember that night 2 weeks ago when we did brush b/c it was late, and the many mornings that I just don't fight it. But our nice dentist reassured me that these were not the causes. It goes much deeper than that.
Sam's enamel is not formed right. It is most likely due to poor nutrition during pregnanacy and lack of prenatal care. I remember worrying about this as we prayed for our unborn child, but God removed all those fears the moment we met Sam in 2006. This is fixable, it is just a reminder of our child's fragile beginnings.
Dear Lord,
Today I am thankful that you chose to give life to our precious Sam. This is something small that reminds us of the fragile life you have given us. I am thankful for Sam's birthmother who chose another life for him, one where we could provide for him. I am saddened that she may have been hungry while carrying him, and may be hungry now. I am thankful that you are never to big to hear our prayers. Amen.
We are home. Sam did well. Love that little man.
