Kay lost her first baby tooth and it feels like one of those small moments that somehow carries a lot of meaning.
At her dentist visit at the end of April, we were told that one of her two bottom loose teeth would likely be coming out within the next couple of weeks, especially if we kept wiggling it daily. So that is exactly what we did. Day after day we made it part of our routine, gently wiggling it and letting Kay explore it with her tongue. Over time it became more and more obvious that it was barely hanging on.
In the last few days before it came out, Kay really started to notice just how loose it was. She kept pointing to it and saying loose and would move it around with her tongue constantly. It was honestly really sweet watching her become so aware of what was happening with her own little milestone.
By Saturday, I could tell it was ready to come out at any moment. I knew it would not have been the end of the world if she swallowed it, but this being her very first baby tooth felt sentimental to me. I really wanted to be able to see it and save it.
After a fun day full of activities, Kay and I were relaxing on the couch when I suddenly noticed she had something in her hand. I looked closer and immediately realized it was her tooth. I gasped and got so excited for her. I made a big deal out of it, cheering and celebrating so she could feel how special it was. My hope is that as she loses more teeth, it continues to feel like something exciting and positive for her instead of something scary or stressful.
We put the tooth in a little bag and tucked it under her pillow so the tooth fairy could make a visit. She still has another loose bottom tooth, but I think that one is going to be hanging on for a little while longer.
It is one of those moments that really hits me that my girl is growing up faster than I ever expect, even in the smallest ways.