Being the Tooth Fairy is my Main Mom Gig

So, I’ll be honest with y’all.

I have one single mothering skill completely mastered … Being the tooth fairy. THIS, my friends, is my main gig.

My main gig is the tooth fairy.

I don't want to be the face that's lost the wonder of faith. This is what motherhood is teaching me. So I will embrace the things that help me bring that sense of wonder to my child. And I will choose to hold onto the wonder of my faith.

The first time the tooth fairy came, she built a little gurney-like contraption to move the tooth box because it was too big to carry. It was made from twigs and yarn. There was fairy dust everywhere and a little note. This last time, the tooth fairy got stuck in the door and left a trail of glitter and even a piece of her dress. It’s always subtle, but it’s completely believable. And oh so worth, it to see my little girl’s eyes light up at the thought of a little fairy coming in her room.

But then something happened. My daughter asked if the tooth fairy was real. Now this wasn’t the first time this happened, so as always I said that I didn’t really know, but I guess so because she always leaves money and a trail of evidence.

And then I got the eyes. I knew these eyes … She didn’t really believe anymore. And if she did believe … even a little, she had lost the child-like magic behind the belief.

I’ve seen this look a lot recently. My almost 10-year-old is starting to grow up a little too fast. And I bet, if you’re completely honest, that you have seen it too. But not on your kiddo … in the mirror.

Losing the magic of belief

As adults we often lose the magic behind our beliefs, don’t we? When I really sit down and think about how God has changed my life, or hear a certain song on the radio, or listen to someone’s story, I tear up over all the feelings. The magic is still there, but I think sometimes it gets stifled a bit. We still believe in God, but we lose the child-like innocence and spark that we felt the hour we first believed.

And rightly so, perhaps. Daily stress bogs down our desire to do anything other than live for a 30-second coffee break. Taking a shower and feeding the dogs often have to be added to my to list! And then there’s the pains that haunt us. The what-ifs of shaky finances, or the death of a loved one that shakes us to the core.

Or maybe it’s a problem with our marriage leaving us in a state of fear with a heaping topping of frustration. Maybe our child is on a wild and winding path of destruction and we are left feeling helpless. Or it’s none of these. Perhaps, it’s just because we have lost our fire in the monotony of daily life.

This morning in car line at school, I decided that my role as tooth fairy was not going to end just because my little girl doubted. I knew she didn’t fall for the “stuck in the door” story. But I pretended just the same. She doesn’t have to lose her child-like faith and sparkle because she is getting older. She can still believe in the magic even though she sees the truth in the world.

My frightening prayer

And then I came home and prayed a frightening prayer. Instead of praying over all the problems in my life and in others, I prayed for one thing. I prayed to look in the mirror and see and feel a little flicker of my fire again.

God put it there to begin with, but the world came in and sprayed me down with a fire extinguisher. Not anymore, friends. I can’t control every single factor in my finances, my children, my job, my marriage, my life, but I can control this. And I don’t want to ever look in the mirror again at the face of disbelief. At the face that’s lost the magic of her faith. I can choose to feel the magic even when the world is trying to make me not believe anymore.

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I don't want to be the face that's lost the wonder of faith. This is what motherhood is teaching me. So I will embrace the things that help me bring that sense of wonder to my child. And I will choose to hold onto the wonder of my faith.

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Anna Owens Walls is one half of the BB’s and the other half of Jackson Walls (literally, she married her singing partner).You can catch the BB’s here , but to hear Jackson Walls you have to come to Alabama where you may catch them singing “I’ll Fly Away” or “Amazing Grace” at a local pub.When not singing or playing an instrument, she owns and operates a busy horse farm.She has a 9 year old daughter named Josephine.
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Anna Owens Walls is one half of the BB’s and the other half of Jackson Walls (literally, she married her singing partner). You can catch the BB’s here , but to hear Jackson Walls you have to come to Alabama where you may catch them singing “I’ll Fly Away” or “Amazing Grace” at a local pub. When not singing or playing an instrument, she owns and operates a busy horse farm. She has a 9 year old daughter named Josephine.

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