It seems like every couple days I discover that Joy's nails have grown to the point that she's a danger to herself and others. What's more, they're so tiny that when I try to clip them there's a very fine line between causing injury and missing the nail entirely. The first time I gave Joy a manicure, I drew blood in three places (talk about a painful introduction to mortality, and motherhood). I've gotten better since then, but alas, I still miss occasionally. Sorry, Joy.
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Well, at least take comfort in knowing you're not the only mom to draw blood. The first time I cut G's nails, she was only a few days old and I accidentally hacked a little sliver of flesh off the tip of her thumb. She screamed for ten minutes while I cried and felt like a horrible mom. The nails never grow more slowly, but it's a good thing those digits do get bigger with the rest of them, so they become easier to see.
Yeah, it's hard to say which is worse: the knowledge that my child is in pain, or the knowledge that it's my fault.
oooo nails. yeah i try to do it while aidan's asleep, i've only nicked him omce but it was the worst ever (dont think too much - i dont try to cut them too short and actually last time i trimmed his nails they still hurt when he scratched me ... oooops!)
I hear you on this one. I got so mad at Arthur when he drew blood trimming Dylan's nails, but had to eat my words the next week when I did the same thing. The worst part is that the blood seems to never clot!
I love your blog, by the way! Joy is adorable!
Thanks, Kerri. I love the "Worm Dance" video on yours. The blog title is brilliant, too. :)
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