I have been dreading this day for months. I am lucky that Michael was off to help me endure taking our baby girl to get her cavity in her tooth filled. We arrived at 10:00 a.m. promptly and checked in; however, our appointment was not recorded on the schedule. I asked if I could just speak to a dentist for five minutes regarding my options because I was not interested in sedation as recommended. They ended up squeezing us in and using nothing but laughing gas to correct the issue. I freaked out the entire time they had her in the room; any time I heard another child cry or yell out I freaked out. The secretary was kind enough to go and look in the room and tell me what was going on when I freaked. After my and Micheal's 30 minutes of agony waiting for Gabby we walked into the room to a smiley baby girl who pushed out of the way to continue watching "Tangled." She never mentioned the dentist after the visit. When we tried ...