Dentist Round Two

Today was our second attempt at Bella having her teeth checked and cleaned. We decided to take her to a pediatric dentist in hopes she would be less afraid. At first things were fabulous... She sat in the chair, got headphones to watch the movie displayed on the ceiling, cool glasses on, watched the lady put on her grape smelling gloves, and then she brought the tools out.... One look at that suction tool and my girl was terrified. She said, "I want my mother.". If course I was at her side in an instant. She was so scared the tears started rolling and she reached for me. It was the saddest little thing ever to see genuine terror in her eyes. I wanted to scoop her up and tell her she didn't ever have to come back again... But after fighting back my own tears I held her and told her what a great job she was doing. We finally convinced her to get back in the chair and let the dentist count her teeth, this took promising her 2 prizes afterward. She was so scared but she did it and kept asking "mommy are we done now?". She couldn't get out of their fast enough.