“Go have a glass of wine.” I had been cutting my infants’s finger nails and ended up making a slice in the tip of his finger. I felt sick. There was blood. I went from zero to one-hundred in no time flat. He’ll bleed to death! I’ve maimed my baby! He needs stitches. My pediatrician and her colleagues had most likely fielded this type of frantic call from a mom many times before. “He’s fine. Just put a little pressure on it. Don’t worry. And Dr. Smith says, Go have a glass of wine.” I could hear a little laughter …
