
In less than 4 months, I will celebrate my 30th birthday - in braces. That cute little "snaggletooth" that I have on the upper left really bothers me. It's the only thing out of place on the upper jaw. The lower jaw is just a train wreck of crowding, making it hard to clean, and a pain to floss. So, I made the decision to consult an Orthodontist.
I know it doesn't look like I have a whole lot off issues, and the truth of the matter is, I don't. Compared to some adults in braces, my case is relatively simple, thanks in large part to my parents who made sure I got Phase 1 treatments done while I was younger. Do I wish they'd gotten me in braces when I was a teenager? Of course I do! Then I wouldn't have to be the one paying for them today!

So, Why Sqeaker Beak? Why not Brace Face, or Tin Grin? Why not Metal Mouth? It's simple really...
While walking home from school one day, early in my treatment, which included wearing a headgear at night, my younger brother and some of his little friends thought it would be cute to torment me. They called me the usual names, but one really stood out, and it was the one that really bothered me. "Squeaker Beak" I'm pretty sure that my brother got into trouble for teasing me, and unfortunately, I never had the chance to repay him for that.
Today, of course, I find it amusing. It's clever, and I'm embracing it this time.
My hope is that with the correction of my bite, I will grind less, and some of the minor issues that relate to my TMJ will correct themselves.
September 20, will mark day one with full braces. I've opted for a combination of Ceramic and silver brackets. I'll be honest, it's purely cosmetic. So, brace yourselves--Squeaker Beak has returned!