Friday, May 20, 2011

foodie burnout

I get so wrapped up in what B. eats that it really bums me out when he won't eat stuff. Like Tuesday, when I made lowfat/lowsugar carrot cupcakes and from-scratch fish sticks per Jessica Seinfeld's cookbook. My first mistake was overcooking. It just raised the stakes too high. So when B. insisted on a bagel and cream cheese for lunch I was fuming that he wouldn't eat the fish or, later, the cupcakes. I got so annoyed I had to make myself a drink once he was down for a nap. Vodka and lemonade. The worst part is B. seemed to enjoy hanging out with tipsy mommy when he got up way more than he enjoys sober, no TV, eat your vegetables mommy. I am absolutely on my way to acceptance that he is a picky kid but in the meantime I will only try one new thing per week (at most) because I am way too emotionally tied to the food I make and take each rejection personally.
On the plus side, I have figured out he enjoys beef burgers way more than turkey burgers. I made sliders Wednesday night and had to coax him into eating the turkey with a TON of ketchup but he ate a leftover beef burger for lunch Thursday without bribing. Of course I wasn't here to see it happen but the babysitter swears it happened.
Oh and it was a quiet work week so I cracked open B.'s baby book for the first time in 9 months to try and record some recent memories and found this entry from when he was 8-months-old: "apples, pears, bananas, carrots, peas, broccoli, yams, butternut squash, parsnips, sweet potatoes." Yeah, that probably didn't help the frustration level.

1 comment:

  1. Dude, I hope this discouragement has worn off (it seems to in later posts). Cuz isn't it possible that it's just a phase? xxxxxoooo chin up!