My kids have thrown off the mantle of toddler hood and are now six and four. So imagine my surprise when my son regressed to a period of time I thought would remain forgotten in history. He flipped over getting his nails trimmed.
My children are sixteen months apart. While I was still muddling through the terror of having a newborn, we found out we had another on the way. I didn’t have a blog back then. I didn’t have anything. No sleep, no sanity, no free time, and no idea what I was doing.
I absolutely hated trimming Pork chops fingernails. He hated having his nails trimmed. When he was a baby it was fairly easy. I held my breath, praying that I wouldn’t hurt those skinny little digits, and he just slept. Then he learned how to move and started waking up when I tried to groom him in his sleep. And this little boy would thrash and fight as if those clippers were coated in stinging nettle. (I don’t know what stinging nettle feels like but it sounds like it would be highly uncomfortable, huh?)
I wasn’t necessarily scared of a little baby boy. I was just a tiny bit afraid that the thrashing would result in a bloody finger. So I came up with a solution. I strapped his butt down. I used the stroller first, but it rolled. Then I tried the swing, it swung. Then I tried the bouncy seat, it bounced. I finally ended up strapping him into the high chair and placing his hands on the tray while he was distracted by music. It worked. So did the carseat…but not while the car is moving.
It was a very simple solution but one that I couldn’t find while searching on the internet at the time. I saw “bite the nails down” or “file them down.” That didn’t really work for me then. I do have safety baby nail clippers.
I am still not sure why six year old Pork Chop put up such a fight the other day. He hates having long nails. He bites them or he asks me to clip them. He’s been a little whinier than usual. Most likely it is a result of his sister’s arthritis flare. He is a huge comfort to her when she doesn’t feel well but when her health monopolizes my attention, he lets me know by speaking to me in whines and temper.
But I am happy to report that this toddler tip still works on a whiny six year old. I just strapped him into the booster seat and clipped those nails. Then I gave him some love because he’s my baby boy.
Was there a tip or trick that helped make this grooming necessity easier for you and your toddlers?