Mar 10 2003
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I have been scarred for life. There I was, with a sleeping baby in my lap and the nail clippers in my hand. Someone’s nails are very sharp and too long. This someone also likes to rake them across my boob as she eats. Not comfy. I take my chance, following the advice of several people to do the job as she sleeps. I’m on the ring finger of the first hand when all of a sudden she jerks, turns dark red, and goes straight into the silent, no breathing scream. This from a sound sleep. I try to calm her and she still refuses to breathe. Finally, she poops and starts to breathe again. I am frantically checking her finger to see if I cut her. No mark at all. I will never be able to touch nail clippers again. All because of a poop.
