Before I became a mom, I had no idea how exhausting and frustrating the area of feeding my kids could be.
Currently my two boys are 5 years old and 21 months old. Each age, and each child’s personality, presents its own set of challenges. When all these factors work together, day after day, it sometimes drives me to the brink of absolute tears and frustration.
Adam, 5 years old:
- Usually gets up pretty early, sometimes at the same unholy hour as his brother (as early as 5 a.m., sometimes even earlier).
- Typically wants to have something to eat very soon after waking up. In and of itself, this is not a factor that would cause much frustration. But,
- Often, he does not want to eat much. So if I give him a bowl of cereal, even a small one, he wants to leave off about halfway through, leaving a soggy mess for me to deal with. Not surprisingly, I usually avoid giving him cereal and milk, even though this is a quick, convenient, nutritious option. This leaves me in a situation where I need to come up with something besides cereal and milk, and most other options involve more work and mess, plus, I am still left with leftovers, unless I insist that he finish whatever I give him.
Now, it’s worth pointing out that all of these decisions and potential causes of frustration are just the things I need to deal with within 5-10 minutes of waking up and coming downstairs to start my day. It may only be 5:30 a.m., and I may have an entire morning, not to mention day, to deal with still, and I have another child who also needs to eat breakfast (ha, as if “breakfast” is one single event).
Okay, so it’s 5:30 a.m., and my oldest child has eaten what I’ll call AB-1 (Adam’s breakfast # 1). There is also Mark’s breakfast to attend to, so stay tuned for Part II of Why Feeding My Kids Drives Me Crazy.