There is something about when your child or any child loses their front teeth that changes them. Their entire look changes. They go from having a “baby face” to having a “big kid” face once they come in. Well I am heading there with my baby!
Honestly I am a very laid back mom. I go with and I accept things for what they are. But this is really hitting me-HARD! I actually cried tears of sadness when Gracie came up to me and told me her front tooth was loose! She looked at me with a face of “seriously mommy what is wrong with you?” look! It has plenty of time before it will fall out plus what is the big deal?
The big deal for me….
She has been my reason for being a functioning parent. She was 15 months old when my husband died. I had to get up and take care of her. But since his death, she really has been taking care of me. If I didn’t have her home with me these past 4 1/2 years, my depression would have taken over a lot more than it has. Every day I had to~
Change her diaper
Potty train her
Help her get dressed
Teach her to walk
Teach her to talk
Give her a bath
Brush her hair
Play with her
Hold her hand
Keep her world “perfect”
You know all the things we do as parents, I had to do with her alone. My older children were at the age where they already knew these foundations, these basic skills. But Gracie didn’t.
So now my baby is 5 1/2 and heading to kindergarten. Life isn’t changing too much with our schedule. She will still be home with me in the afternoons. The only difference is she will go to school every day and ride a school bus. Oh….ride a school bus! OK that is a BIG deal! But for the most part, it will still be her and I. I still need to take care of her and she needs to take care of me. A year from now, this loose tooth will be a memory and I will look back and think how silly I was to cry. A year from now my security blanket, my crutch, my protector, my companion, my baby will leave me for an entire day of school. And I will have to face so many things I have put off facing because of her.
I am going to savor this year with her. A lot of “lasts of firsts” will be happening. I know she will be there for me and I will be there for her. She may not know and may never know what she does for me – for this family – on a daily basis. Her brother and sister have no idea what they do for me and this family on a daily basis. But this momma needs her babies more than they will ever know and even more than she may know.