The worst baby chore, even worse than changing poopy diapers, is nail cutting. It is a nerve wracking experience that I can only compare disarming bombs in the movies.
You need to take a wriggling human being and cut the barest sliver of the thinnest substance right from the end of the wiggliest part of said human. If you're not super careful, if there's one little slip, the baby is screaming and bleeding, and, worse, it's all your fault. It is the worst psychic torment to heap upon a parent. But if you don't cut the baby's nails they scratch themselves and everyone else around all to hell.
Some advice says to cut the baby's nails while they sleep, but Lala's not that deep of a sleeper. It would make it much easier. There are also baby nail files on the market. I've never been that great at filing my own nails, but I bet it would be more painless. The only downside is that you have to file every day. I have to cut Lala's nails about once a week.
Oh, well. It's done today. No Mommy torture for a few more days, at least.