One in a line of many to come, I’m sure…
Joshua has razor-like talons instead of baby finger nails. Seriously. When given enough time, his head looks like ground beef because he scratches himself all over. It’s bad.
I cut his fingernails last night while he was in the bath tub.
I also cut a piece of skin on his right thumb.
Poor baby SCREAMED and SCREAMED and SCREAMED some more. His finger bled for quite a while. In fact, there were several small blood spots on his Miracle Blanket (which, by the way, TOTALLY lives up to its name) this morning.
I feel like this might be the first incident which sends him into therapy. Or me (again). I feel horrible. I could cry about it.
Good thing he heals fast and seems to have already forgotten about it. Must be because of my magical boobs that make everything better.