Cutting your baby’s nails is often a source of severe stress, anxiety and trauma – not with the Nail Snail, though!
Nail Snail is the nifty little gadget is the luxury I never realised I needed. I always assumed cutting little nails were one of the inevitable stresses of becoming a parent. Why else did baby nail clippers exist, but to remind the world that there is a stark (and terrifying) difference between cutting your own nails and cutting little daggers on wiggly fingers?
The terror of manicuring a child’s delicate little digits was still achievable feat when I only had to worry about cutting my eldest child’s claws. I had all the time in the world to gently and slowly perfect the exact angle required before committing to each final “clip”.
The introduction of our second child, however, changed everything. By the time our second turned 3 months old, I had already made three errors in judgement.
I’m not sure if you’re familiar with the feeling.
You’re trying to rush the job and get those nails short enough so that you don’t look like you’ve tried to wrestle a feral cat.
Deep breath in and hold – that last clip felt a little different.
Shit. Did I get the skin? Okay I got the skin, but is it bleeding? Yes. Crap, look at how much blood is coming out of that sweet, innocent little finger! I’ve scarred my baby! I am a failure as a parent.
My mum had grown accustomed to calming me down when the inevitable call came that I had done it again. My sister offered to take over all nail duties, but with her living a couple of hours away, it made it tricky on those days that our entire household had gashes across our faces from baby’s affectionate embrace.
It was just after Christmas and I had been eying those machete-sized nails as they grew a little each day, when I noticed the NailSnail. Why not? Surely the situation can’t get worse than it already is. I mean, I actually had a nightmare that I cut a chunk of my baby’s big toe off with the clippers. It was time.
So, after ordering it and allowing the machetes to grow into samurai swords over the next few days, here is what I found with the fifth installment to our family, known as Nail Snail:
It glides. GLIDES!
It completely eliminates the need to actually clip your baby’s nails, thus sparing us all that feeling of terror we feel waiting to see if that last clip resulted in blood.
You simply place the snail’s eyes on either side of the nail and glide it across the top of the finger. Swish!
Now, I don’t want to jinx things here, because my relationship with our Nail Snail is one of bliss and complete trust. Having said that, I can’t ignore the feeling that I don’t think it is possible to cut the baby’s skin with this nail trimmer. I haven’t injured his chubby little fingers with it… yet.
It has the cutest little nail-file built in
I never thought I’d be interested in nail-files. When it comes to such delicate little fingers, sometimes it’s necessary to file away at those extra-sharp bits. It also helps to perfect each nail after you’ve slid the snail along.
A nail cleaner, too?
I’d never considered cleaning under the nails – not mine or my kids’ nails. But, hey, the option is there if cleanliness under nails is your thing. The tail of the snail can get under those grubby little nails really easily.
I know this sounds a little drastic, but this darn snail has changed my life. So, to all of my friends expecting babies, don’t bother buying one. I’ve already ordered one for you.
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