Tuesday as we were brushing her teeth we discovered the loose tooth. At first she was very proud and showing it off to the hygienist at the dentist office. (We already had our appointments scheduled) And she had to call daddy at work and share the great news with him.
As the day wore on she began to get concerned about what would happen if... What if it falls out while I'm eating? What if it falls out while I'm sleeping.
By Wed. she had pretty much forgotten about it and the day was pretty normal.
Then Thursday as the day got longer, the looser the tooth got and the more upset Sydney became. It had wiggled into a strange spot and had become very painful. This set off a couple of hours of screaming and crying and fit throwing. I'm sure it was just from the pain, but after so long it was beginning to get annoying. The mother side of me wanted to console her and make her feel better. The frustrated human side of me just wanted to yank that thing out and stop all the madness. (I know, a bad mother moment) But, at last we convinced her that pulling it would not be nearly as painful as the pain of just having it in there in that weird position. She relented and out it came and the crying stopped immediately.
Oh the fun parenting moments.
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