It seems like ever since Mia got wind of the fact that many of her friends have been losing baby teeth since summer, she just couldn’t wait to lose hers. She’s been sleeping with her tooth fairy pillow practically every night “just in case” it falls out during nighttime sleep, and she’s been wiggling her teeth endlessly in the hopes that that one of her teeth will start losing its grip and become loose. Seemed like every week she would exclaim that her front teeth were loose, but in fact, it was just wishful thinking. A few weeks ago, however, I did see slight signs that there was some wiggle in her front bottom tooth.
I guess I had forgotten how important this little rite of passage was for little kids. It’s a big deal, but I hadn’t really thought about it too much until Mia became almost obsessed with losing a tooth. It also reminded me of the first time I lost a tooth when I was around the same age. I think most of you know that I immigrated to NY when I was 3, therefore my parents weren’t aware of some of the American customs surrounding certain things like losing your baby teeth. Why would they know about the tooth fairy? But of course I knew all about it from school and friends so when I lost my first tooth, I promptly stuck that thing under my pillow and waited. The next morning, I woke up, excited and lifted my pillow up fully expecting a shiny coin in exchange for that little tooth, and yet…there it was. My little tooth was still there. I remember feeling confused, disappointed, but thought…well, maybe the tooth fairy was busy. She’ll surely leave me something the next morning. But the next morning came and still nothing. I’m not sure how many mornings I waited for the tooth fairy, but I remember grabbing the tooth one morning when I just couldn’t take it anymore, pushing it up to my mom and saying, quite exasperated, “Don’t you know you’re supposed to be the tooth fairy!? You’re supposed to leave a quarter under my pillow!!!”.
Guess I was a realist even back then. I never had any disillusions that the tooth fairy, the Easter bunny, or Santa was anyone but my mom.
So I’m ready for all this tooth fairy business, but I hear that inflation has upped the ante on how much these little teeth are worth. So 2 things to ask you – how much does the tooth fairy leave your kids? And the other question is a little more unusual. You see, Mia started saying that she felt another tooth behind her loose one, but really, sometimes you just think kids make up stuff (’cause sometimes they do), and we really didn’t think anything of it till one day we were looking at her teeth and did in fact, see the her adult teeth had already broken through the gums behind her baby teeth. Huh. After doing some research I hear that it’s not uncommon. Sometimes, the baby tooth will need to be pulled by a dentist so that the new teeth will have room to grow. I also read that if it happens to one teeth, it might happen to others. I haven’t called a dentist yet as the loose tooth has now become quite loose and I am hoping it will fall out soon on its own, but for about a minute there, I was having some real visions of going broke if Mia needed to get all her baby teeth pulled. We don’t have dental insurance (which is really why the Sugar Nazi rules over the nest). Does anyone out there have this happen to their kid?