After a second bump to her front tooth in late October, my A lost her first tooth a few days after Halloween. I recovered from that shock pretty quickly...but I conveniently forgot about the ominous "loose tooth" that the dentist pointed out.
Over the past few weeks, I noticed one of A's bottom front teeth was really starting to wiggle. She didn't seem very interested, one way or another, and I wondered how long it would take before it was ready to come out.
Over the past week, I felt like it was difficult to properly floss on either side of the loose tooth. It was all wiggly...and that sorta-kinda sends this mama's tummy into flips.
No sooner had I remarked to A on Saturday night, as I was flossing her teeth, "Wow, this tooth is really getting loose! You know, you can wiggle it if you want to,"...than I saw a streak of red when I was brushing A's teeth. I reached in her mouth to find The Tooth in the midst of a pool of toothpaste.
I am thankful yet again for my lightning-fast reflexes and "happy face" response. My tummy never got a chance to flip, as Baby A and I went straight into a celebratory dance.
We ran to show Daddy and Sissy, and they were all smiles, too.
(I continue to be super proud of B...she wants so desperately to lose a tooth of her own, but she's taking A's milestones in great stride.)
Saturday night, Baby A called me upstairs to take her to the bathroom, about 30 minutes after I put the girls to bed. I caught her, by the faint light of the nightlight, smiling so big at herself in the mirror. That just made my heart smile!
(Organizationally speaking, I love that she has a matching space on top and bottom!)
2 comments:
That last sentence made me laugh out loud.
I'm sure it's only a matter of time before B looses a tooth or 2 too.
They are becoming big girls
I laughed at that last sentence!
I warned D that he needs to be cool if tooth happenings occur around here too :)
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