My beard had never smelled so bad!

READ TIME: 2 MINUTES. My wife went to bed early because we are rotating night feeds with our new baby. This night, it was my turn to do the last feed of the day.

He started making feeding cues, nuzzling in, making shapes with his mouth, etc., so I gave him the bottle.

It was like every other feed between a father and his newborn son, a true bonding experience as you gazed into each other’s eyes, making silly faces and wondering what he was thinking.

The milk was going down nicely, quietly suckling away on the bottle. Every now and then, I’d stop to burp and settle him before resuming the feed when he was ready.

By this point, he’d drank around 3/4 of his bottle and nodded off to sleep.

As he quietly snoozed, my focus changed towards fail videos on YouTube.

After 15 minutes, Casey started adjusting himself, showing discomfort.

If you’ve ever fed a baby, you’ll know that this is normal, but it still makes you a little nervous.

Then it happened!

That gurgle, then wretch, followed by projectile vomit with a force I can only compare to the water hose from a fire engine.

Straight into the side of my beard! 

Luckily, most of it was tucked away in my t-shirt, but the sideburn to the chin is a large surface area, which seemed to be the target anyway.

It dripped from there down my shirt and onto my shorts, which thankfully saved the sofa.

But poor wee Casey was covered, too, from splashback and milky shrapnel.

I never thought I’d find myself being spewed on by another human while trying to be as quiet as possible to avoid waking our 4-year-old son.

Luckily, my wife heard the events unfold from the bedroom and came to help clean up and give me time to go for a shower.

I waddled through to the bathroom, holding my t-shirt up to prevent any mess from hitting the floor.

My beard was stinking.

If there was ever a time for Braw Beard Wash to earn its keep, this was it.

I stripped off, hopped in the shower, squeezed a large amount into my hands, and got to work on cleaning my beard.

What can I say? After only a minute of deep cleaning my chin, my beard was like brand new. Clean, soft, smooth and that putrid scent was gone.

I quickly put on clean clothes, rinsed the other clothes, and then put them in the washing machine. Does baby sickness ever come out of clothes? I’m not so sure.

Anyway, my wife was able to get back to bed, and Casey and I resumed the feed without any hard feelings.

Thankfully, the rest of the night went smoothly from there.

I’ll always have a bottle of Braw Beard Wash me wherever I go. I never produced the travel-size bottle with this situation in mind, but here we are.

Have you ever had to put Braw Beard Wash to the test?

Thanks for reading.
JJ.