The other night Chayse told me his mouth hurt. No big deal, not like he hasn’t said it before. I figured he had a sore or something. I got him into the light and saw a tooth. A big boy tooth. It was growing behind his baby teeth, instead of under like you’d expect. Now, maybe you’ve heard of it or seen it before, but I haven’t. I immediately felt my anxiety taking over and felt sick. It was just a little tooth, but I didn’t know what was happening to him or if it was an emergency or not. I automatically assume the worst either way, but I didn’t let him see I was freaked out. What’s wrong with his poor mouth. Why do they have to grow wrong. Why my kid. They’re going to have to pull his teeth. I told him his adult tooth was just coming in, just like he’s been wanting to happen. He looked confused. You and me both kid. “But mom, my teeth aren’t out yet they aren’t even wiggly.” he said. I checked for myself, and he was right his cute little tiny baby teeth weren’t coming out at all. I didn’t know what to call it to even google it. I kept typing in different variations of teeth that grew behind baby teeth and reading through the stories. He only has one in for now, but you can see the other will come just like the pictures on the sites. Finally, someone gave me a name or, nickname, for it.
The name comes from what you’d think, sharks – since they have more than one row of teeth. Approximately 1 out of 10 kids can get shark teeth. In most cases the teeth just grow in behind the baby teeth for whatever reason is happening (either no space in the jaw or the root of the baby tooth failed to dissolve enough, so it came up on its own somewhere else) and then push the baby teeth out from behind. It seemed so much more painful reading it happening that way. In the other cases, the baby teeth do have to be extracted. That is what made my heart sink. Mostly because his weren’t even a tad loose. Any new procedure or pain he might have just made me sick, and my anxiety will stay high until the issue is over.. which could end up being weeks. So now we have a little period of time before he sees the dentist where we can hope they correct on its own.
On top of that, he’s getting his 6-year-old molars. This poor kid is like a teething baby all over again. At least, he can think he’s as cool as a shark for a little bit.
Let me know if you have you heard about it or not below or on FB. Maybe I’m just living in a bubble.