I've been slacking on this blog but I am determined to get back on track.

The braces are moving these teeth merrily around my mouth. Rearranging themselves in various configurations for a day. then reappearing elsewhere about my mouth. As my teeth continue to do this little tango, my bite shifts. Meanwhile the bracketless molars are raging with jealousy. They dont have the coveted bling so they shift in protest. Usually at the most inopportune times.

My face shape is changing. Its longer, no longer the fat cheeks. Im not sure how i feel about this. So far its going well. For a while I wanted extractions but Im happy I didnt get them. Im also not tripping about the midline being slightly off. My obsession is slowly dying off. My first teeth had personality and i feel like a traitor for ordering to line up. They never did anything wrong- they were just being themselves....

Sigh. This atarted off such a happy post