“Look mom! It’s wiggly!”
“Declan, your teeth will come out when they are ready. I promise!”
Declan’s new favorite thing to watch on You Tube involves children who lose a tooth. I am always surprised how many families:
- Record the event
- Put in on You Tube
- And add MUSIC to the background
My kids must feel so jipped that I have never done so much work for a lost tooth. Let alone remembered to play the Tooth Fairy!
Declan was adamant, though. He stood strong in his Spiderman costume.
“It’s WIGGLY!” He exclaimed and pulled his lower lip down.
And to humor him, I took a step forward and bent over.
There in front of me were a row of teeth. One tooth, was slightly askew. I put my finger on it and pushed. It moved!
“Huh!” I said and raised my eyebrows as I stood up. “Declan, you have a wiggly tooth!”
“Will you tie a string to it and close the door?” He asked with a serious look on his face.
“No! Declan, maybe you should watch some different videos for a little bit….”
It’s Just a Wiggly Tooth!
I’ve thought about the loose tooth a lot this past week.
Declan has a wiggly tooth! He will be six years old in just a couple of weeks. That sounds right. Baby teeth are supposed to come out. He is supposed to lose them.
Yet, I keep coming back to this thought.
“But it’s Declan.”
Things were always different for Declan.
Or really, things always had to be done differently for Declan.
Dentist visits and Dr’s visits took place on the floor.
Any work that needed to be done had to be done with Declan asleep.
Special Education, IEP’s, services out the wazoo, learning how to interact with others, with peers, riding in a car, SLEEP, communication, TRANSITIONS, anger, hitting, play, MELTDOWNS, diapers, constantly seeking sensory input, assessments, appointments, therapies, clothes, foods, meal time, the need for routine.
Needing support and understanding from strangers everywhere we went.
I don’t know – there are so many things that we have simply changed in our house, in our family dynamic and how we function in society that I don’t even realize all of changes (it’s always on vacation, when we our out of routine, out of our home, that I realize how much we changed or added to help Declan).
And it’s all okay. I am so glad we made the changes and accommodated Declan’s needs to help him succeed and become the child he is today. Things were hard for him and we wanted to help him feel better.
But this tooth! It’s not different at all! We are not making any accommodations. We don’t need to call anyone for help. We do not have to have a meeting about it. We do not to add anything. We are not changing anything. His tooth is just going to come out.
And as long as he doesn’t convince anyone to tie a string to his tooth and pull, he will lose the tooth the same way as everyone else.
My hands go to the side – I don’t have to do anything. I can celebrate Declan losing a tooth and not have to think, or worry, or plan…
I am sure there are things that have been done with Declan that there were no differences. But right now, I can’t think of any.
So, I am excited for this tooth to come out. His first tooth to go. I still probably won’t make a You Tube video out of it (unless he does convince one of us to tether his tooth to a doorknob).
But I will take a picture of a grin with one less tooth and a tooth in hand!