And here comes the time for us when the first gap was created in our teeth…! Mixed emotions. On the one hand you see your child and you begin to realize that he is growing up, on the other hand anxiety about what you should do now. From the moment you understand that the first tooth is shaking and preparing to leave, the thoughts begin… What should I say to the child? Will he be scared? When will it leave? When will he eat, when will he play? Will it leave on its own or do we need help?
Let’s start from the beginning. Last year, our little one was 4.5 and he was looking forward to going to the bigger school, the kindergarten. I started thinking about this whole process with the change of teeth and it bothers me. I am also a first time mom, so you understand that some things for us “the first time moms” makes us need a little planning sometimes… The first thing you do is ask relatives, friends and acquaintances for all the details. Even search for relevant answers on the internet. Are you looking for answers on how to prepare it, so that it does not get scared and scared, how to manage this situation, what to do, what to say, how the child will deal with it, what will happen if he swallows the teeth, if scared, if he sees or understands blood… And after that? When he sees it in the mirror? How will he feel? What will he think? What should I say to him?
So, I slowly started to prepare him and try to explain to him that the teeth he has now are the ones he has had since he was a baby and they are called primary teeth. It comes at a time around the age of 5-6 that these teeth leave one by one gradually to get out of the new “big ones”, called permanent. Because I saw a relative reaction to a small reflection (I can not say for sure if he felt terrified), I tried to explain to him that he will not be left without teeth, like the elderly or babies, just one teeth will start to shake and at some point will leave, while the same period may follow another after a few days or months. When the new teeth start to come out, another will start shaking and so on. The first step had been taken. We discussed it and I managed not to scare him!
The time has come for the tooth fairy to appear in the case… I explain to him at an early stage who this fairy is and what exactly she does. And what I see… A little face timidly begins to light up and the case becomes more interesting. We talked for a while and I answered his questions, until he wanted us to deal with something else… Wow! I did something for a start!
A few days later the schools started and therefore it came for us to start the kindergarten… Then, some day we were coming home from school and he announces me that his new friend’s first tooth was gone and the second one left at school that day! I asked, of course, how the tooth left (it came out when he was eating his breakfast), what happened, how the child reacted, but also how the other children reacted. Needless to say, the joy I got, both for that child and for mine, who seemed to get acquainted and accept the fact that at some point it will happen to him as well!
From that day on, he often asked when it would happen to him for the first time, and more specifically the questions were about the fairy of the teeth and the coin he leaves when she takes the tooth. “Mom, are you sure she will find it?”, “How does she get it”, “How does she comes home?”, “How does she know that the tooth is gone?”, “And then what will she do?”… So many questions that I do not know which one to remember…
Months passed. Suddenly, at some point, he complained to me that while eating he had a toothache. I was in a bit of a chaotic situation… I got up from the table, molded him to eat the rest of his food, while at the same time I had to get ready for work. In a little while, dad would return from work to stay with our little one. The first thought was to wonder if he was making fun of me for eating less. You see, there are times when he doesn’t like the food; we look for excuses to eat less… “Mom, I’m telling you the truth” he complained. That’s when I started to suspect. I asked him to open his mouth… So, yes!!! Our first shaking tooth!!! And a little further next one is probably rocking a little more…
– “My love, your tooth is shaking!”.
– Yes!!!!! The tooth fairy will come!
His joy was indescribable.
The days passed and the tooth was shaking more and more. He was constantly wondering when it would leave and why it hadn’t left yet. It was then that I began to prepare more intensively for the tooth fairy. We read books on the subject. I was trying to explain to him that he should not be afraid when that moment comes, because it is something completely normal. Even if he sees or understands a little blood, he shouldn’t be stressed… And everything I could imagine he needed to know to be prepared.
More days passed. We took it for granted… we had almost forgotten. Only what he eats, so as not to be too harsh, reminded it to us.
Summer began. At the end of June we made another family trip to the sea. Swim, play, have fun. We had to get back home after some hours in the sun and the sea. The little one sat in his seat. While Dad and I were putting things in the car, he went and got the fruit taper and started eating a whole peach. Suddenly…
“Mom, the tooth!!!”
I can not describe the panic I felt because I did not have a complete picture of what exactly had happened to the tooth. Did it really come out, or did it hurt again? If it came out, did it swallow it? Did he see blood and was he stressed? It all happened in fractions of a second… Probably only I was finally stressed… Restless he was holding his tooth and smiling…! And of course the questions about the tooth fairy started again… All the way back home he was anxious until he slept in the car…
At home, when we returned and it was time for bed at night, he was excited to leave his tooth under the pillow. Of course, there were some repetitive questions, to be sure… Then, he slept.
I made the relevant “tooth fairy visit certificate”, printed it, wrapped it with a ribbon and put in its place a set with the pouch that had the coin… I also took the pouch with the tooth. In order to put it on his pillow I entered the room very quietly just like a cat… He was very tired to understand what I was doing in his room and did not wake up. Everything went well, so I left as quietly as I could, always with the same anxiety …
In the morning, I was snoring in bed when suddenly… “Mamaaaaaaaaaa!”… And a happy and excited creature came into the bedroom running… “The tooth fairy came; she took my tooth; look what she left me”! His happiness was indescribable! He was very proud of himself! We were for him, too!
Of course you can also find on the internet various information and books about both the fairy and the importance of keeping their teeth clean. I will be happy to share your experience! In the comments, describe to us how you handled your own visit from the Tooth Fairy.