Monday, January 8, 2018

Invisalign Made Me Do It

If you see something on the news about a seemingly normal looking, thirty-something, pregnant woman who went ham and popped off on a stranger…

Just know that woman was probably me, most likely on the day I had to switch to a new Invisalign tray.

I always give my husband forewarning every two weeks when that day comes, I’ve also told my husband that he better bury me in in these retainers when I die because after all of this, THESE TEETH AINT GONNA SHIFT IN THE GRAVE.

Morbid I know. I just switched yesterday. Maybe the molar pain and moodiness is still lingering…

I decided to start this process to fix my cross bite and crooked bottom teeth in May. Seemed like a good idea at the time, well, until I got pregnant in June.

Excess Invisalign saliva + First trimester hangover style secretion build up = Maybe the worst thing ever.

Luckily I was prescribed nausea medicine this pregnancy to help get me through. Thank God!

So, as a PSA to all those current brace face teenagers out there, WEAR YOUR RETAINERS UNTIL THE DAY YOU DIE. Coming from the kid who had the works: spacers, teeth pulled, rubber bands on her front fangy-looking teeth that would shoot out into the classroom when she yawned, and years of braces, just do it. Your future self will thank you.

I only wore mine until college, and welp, here I sit: a 32-year-old woman still trying to fix these dang teeth. Do you want to remove slobbery trays every time you want to take a bite of something? In the words of Kevin McAllister, “I don’t think so.”