A Last First

Well, today it happened. I was in complete denial. I wanted to pretend it wasn't going to happen for weeks (or hopefully months). I kept telling him to leave it alone. I kept saying he was too young. But today, my baby lost his first tooth!

 

It is his bottom right (or left if you are looking at him) tooth. Number 25 in the below diagram:

There were tears. There was a queezy stomach (mine!). There was blood. But we got the job done. Jim tried first and then I remembered Finn "needing" me to do it for one (or two!) of his teeth. So I offered (hesitantly) and Mac said yes. Crap! It took me a couple pulls because his teeth are so stinkin' tiny but then it popped out.

You guys...this is a perfect example of loving somebody more than yourself. Teeth are NOT my thing. Anybody who knows me knows that. I'm not a squeamish person in general. But they creep me out. The idea of the root being pulled out grosses me out. I avoid them at all costs and it is the one thing I told Jim was his parenting job (well, that and the boys during puberty!!). But when your baby is crying and can't eat his corn; you put your big girl panties on, step over, grab a paper towel and go in for the pull.

And then there's the feeling after the trauma of the pure joy of the whole family surrounding Mac in love and support and claps and cheers! Nothing like somebody else experiencing pain to bring the family together! Jim asked him who he wanted to call to tell and the first person he said was Friedrich, who is a friend, which was so sweet! Oh and the best part of the whole situation: Mac actually LOST his tooth! Like dropped it somewhere and can't find it! You couldn't possibly come up with a more "Mac" scenario if you tried!!! Good thing the Tooth Fairy only needs a letter and not the actual tooth to come for a visit! Sheesh.

I'm just not ready to not have tiny Littles any more (but my uterus is closed for business!!) and when these events happen, it makes me realize this stage in our lives is quickly slipping away. Thank God (for many reasons) we decided to wait to send Mac to Kindergarten until next year or I'd be a puddle on the floor. Like for days. I mean Kindergarten, first tooth and Middle School in two days is too much for anybody!! At the same time, it is so fun and exciting to see them growing up and becoming who they will be. Here's to many more last firsts and first firsts and everything in between!