my achilles heel tooth

Motherhood is a pretty disgusting job. First of all, there are all of the changes your body goes through. And, then there's labor and recovery from that. But, all that's just the warm up for actually having children.

I've been peed on, pooped on, puked on, bled on, sneezed on, coughed on, and drooled on.

I've more wiped heinies and noses than I care to count.

I have stuck out my hand to catch the half-chewed pieces of food my children have determined they no longer care to eat. I've done this with puke, too.

I've become a pro at taking temperatures rectally.

I've done all of these things, in the name of motherhood. And, for the most part, it hasn't bothered me. But, we have entered a phase of motherhood that I do not have the stomach for. The mere thought of sends chills down my spine.

E's tooth is about to fall out.

After months of being on Loose Tooth watch, E's tooth is really loose. Like hanging by a thread loose. Perpendicular to her other teeth loose. And I get nauseous just looking at it.

To make matters worse, she keeps asking ME to pull it out. Which on the one hand, I would just to make it go away. On the other, GAH! It's so gross.

So, wise people of The Internet...how the hell do I get this tooth out of her mouth? I'd much rather see the gaping hole where a tooth was than what's there right now. Besides, I totally made JerseyBaby send me her tooth-fairy certificate to use with E...so I'm jazzed to use it!