We took our two oldest kids to an orthodontist appointment recently, and the news hit us hard: both of them would need braces. With Norah at nine and Tristan at twelve, their misaligned smiles were no surprise. My partner, Alex, and I both had braces as kids, so it felt like our kids inherited our crooked teeth. I naively assumed our insurance would cover more, but as a parent of three, I quickly learned that dental insurance often feels like a pitiful consolation prize every time we visit the dentist.
As we sat down to discuss how we would tackle the costs, I couldn’t help but think about my own mother. I was twelve when I got my braces—the same age as Tristan. That was a tumultuous time, three years after my father left. He didn’t contribute to child support, let alone help with braces. Mom worked tirelessly during the day at a local factory and spent her evenings cleaning houses. During the holiday season, she even picked up extra shifts at a music store.
When she came home late, she often wore paint-stained sweatpants and a T-shirt, dragging in a bucket filled with cleaning supplies. I can picture her now, exhausted, dropping the bucket and changing from her office attire into something more comfortable. There were days when she would wake me before dawn for school, only to return late at night to check my homework and make sure I had dinner.
I can’t recall how much braces cost back in the early ’90s, but I can only assume it was a significant burden. I vividly remember her late-night sessions at our kitchen table, bills spread out, a calculator in one hand, and her head supported by the other. She always looked drained and stressed.
As a twelve-year-old, I didn’t recognize the extent of her sacrifices. To me, those braces felt like a punishment. I resisted wearing my headgear, and every visit to the orthodontist ended up in arguments about removing it. I can still recall my mother waking me up late at night, her eyes red from exhaustion, insisting I put on my headgear. I begrudgingly complied, spending hours in discomfort, wishing I could escape this situation. I didn’t appreciate her efforts to ensure I would have a straight smile as an adult. In fact, I often resented my braces, my headgear, and at times, my mom.
Now, at thirty-six, I proudly flaunt a nice smile, and I owe it all to my mother. After digesting the orthodontist’s estimates for my kids, I went into the bedroom and called her. We chatted about family, her retirement plans, and my stepdad. When I mentioned the braces estimate, she chuckled—not in a mocking way, but with a sense of understanding.
“How did you manage to afford my braces?” I asked.
With a deep sigh, she replied, “It wasn’t easy.” She shared how my father refused to help, which didn’t surprise me, and how she managed to make it work because it was vital. When she said “it was important,” I understood she meant “you were important.”
After a brief silence, I finally said, “I know I should have said this sooner, but thank you for everything. And I’m sorry for being so difficult.”
She laughed and replied, “You’re welcome.” Then she added, “You would have had a pretty crooked smile if I hadn’t done that. I knew you’d appreciate it eventually.” She smiled and said, “I honestly thought you’d get it sooner than now.”
I apologized again, and she reassured me, “Don’t worry about your kids. If I could manage to pay for braces, you will too.”
It’s remarkable how parenthood can shift your perspective and deepen your gratitude for your own parents. Sure, my mom and I had our differences during my teenage years, but reflecting on her sacrifices fills me with love and appreciation.
Thank you, Mom.
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Summary
This heartfelt reflection highlights the author’s newfound appreciation for the sacrifices made by his single mother during his childhood, particularly concerning his orthodontic treatment. As he navigates similar challenges with his own children, he realizes the depth of love and commitment his mother showed, reinforcing the bond between parents and children.
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understanding parental sacrifices
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