Today, I am thankful for jobs, which gives my husband and one day I, the ability to provide for our family. If it wasn’t for having a job, my husband wouldn’t be able to provide for us while I go to school. Don’t get me wrong, I have had a job, several of them, which is why to my husband, it’s kind of my turn to succeed in school and be able to get a degree so I might be able to bring in an income. Granted, its only going to be childhood education, teaching preschoolers, at $11 an hour for even 4 hours a day for 4 days a week equals out to about almost $200 weekly. At least here I will be able to make sure we can meet all of our bills, will must husband also bringing this in. I want us to be able to be comfortable, if anything. So yes, thankful for jobs.
Fussy eaters, at least to me, are actually pretty great. It shows that children are different, and that’s okay, and as parents, we need to show our children that its okay to be different and to not like certain foods.
The first thing to think about is if your child might not like the texture, this is a common reason why children don’t like foods. This would be things such as rice, quinoa, and cream of wheat or other gooey foods such as banana, puddings, or yoghurts. A good first sign is to watch what you give your child and see if there’s a similarity to their reaction and what you feed them.
Another huge thing is learning to respect both your child and their appetite. Something we as parents need to remember is that children are just small people. They have feelings and we just need to remember this. If your child wants a healthy diet change, such as not having dairy or meat, the best thing to do is to respect that and not make them have it, but maybe research new ideas. Not everyone likes the same thing and that’s the best part about being different.
Personally, I think a “no thank you” bite is always a must. Even if your child doesn’t want to, convincing them to take a “no thank you” or an adventure bite will show your child that it’s not bad to try new things, even if you don’t think you will like them. You’ll realize that, sometimes, your child might be surprised. Talking into, but not forcing, and explaining what this bite means, is a great way to get your child to agree to thing. By no means does this mean that they have to eat the whole thing, but just a bite so they know the flavors.
Learning how to make a lot of different things, and how to doctor it up, is a great way to get your child to eat things. A great example is that Big Chewy hates with a passion rice. However, with a lot of failures, I found out with cream of mushroom or chicken, some pepper and salt, corn and peas, he will eat the whole thing and come back for more.
I hope these tips helped you, and I know it’ll be long and tedious, but you’ve got this mama. I know you do.
Sorry about the late post, I am fighting a major migraine and going to class, so it’s absolutely not fun. This post will be about how I am getting ready for Bay Chewy’s 5th birthday.
First off, I have never thrown him a birthday. I have had a little get together, but this year I am doing what I see as a big thing. Still doesn’t come close to what my cousin does for her son, but it is a start. Since he is still into it, I am seizing the year and we are making it a Paw Patrol birthday. In all honesty, I probably only spent about $150 altogether. I got a birthday banner, candy for goody bags, pin the badge on chase, a paw-shaped cake pan, Paw Patrol themed paws for his cake, and the goody bags and plates and such. Honestly, most of this was from the dollar store, and I couldn’t be more happy. The pan? From Hobby Lobby, and I got it for 40% off, so I only paid, like, $5.00 for it. I feel good about what I bought.
Of course, the reason I didn’t want to do this is because I don’t want Baby Chewy feeling like he doesn’t have a lot of people when mostly his family will be there. Can I just say that when I say our family will be somewhere, it can actually scare people? I am talking maybe 20-30 humans. Mostly children. To me, this thing is huge. I don’t even know who is going to be there yet, since it’s still about two weeks away.
I also got his cake kinds, which I am super happy about. They will be a chocolate and a blue funfetti.
I can’t wait for Baby Chewy to have his birthday party. Plus, I bought him a tablet, so he will be very happy, because we will be implementing learning on the tablet, which will also be used very, very little, since I don’t want him to be attached to electronics.
All I have to say is that I am very happy I thought of things early. Now I just have to make up goody bags and there we have it. This may be the least stressful thing in my life right now. Anything to make my Baby Chewy smile.
Let me be honest. I am so flipping tired. No, not the normal tired, the exhausted kind of tired. Look, I have been sitting here for ten minutes trying to find the “perfect” thing to write, walking on eggshells in my mind afraid of triggering or upsetting someone who might read my post. Then, something clicked in my mind.
If I am going to be an honest writer, if I am aiming to getting readers and if I am aiming to get the point across of what I want, reminder it’s that mothers aren’t alone in their mind, I can’t be walking on eggshells. I can’t be afraid to stir the pot a bit. I can’t sit there and go, “Oh gee…someone might get super offended or upset if I say that.” Not that I don’t care, but if I care too much, then I will get nowhere in life, or at least in my blog which, let’s all admit it now, has become my life, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
As a parent, I have tried attachment, peaceful, and losing my flippin’ mind, and I am sure a whole bunch of you parents have too. You can’t tell me that your child hasn’t stood at your feet and gone, “mommy…mommy…mommy…mommy…” and you though, “Kid…keep it up, I’m changing my name.” This is the stuff Moms and Dads don’t want to talk about. It happens, and guess what? It drives us nuts.
Do we love our kids any less? No. We don’t. We love them just as much as the day they were born. That doesn’t mean we have to love every single second of being a parent, either. There’s days I look at my husband and beg him to go find something to do with Baby Chewy so I can just sit there, and do nothing at all. Absolutely nothing.
So, I guess the ending of this post is when you come on to my page, expect whatever it is you don’t expect a mom to say or think, because more than likely that’s what it is going to be from now on. Mamas, don’t lose hope, just keep hanging on. Those amazing days when your child uses their listening ears or discovers something is all worth it.