So I generally try not to "air my dirty laundry"... but today... I'm sending out an SOS... because I'm nearly at my wits end.
This morning started off, just like a normal morning... we didn't go to church (we REALLY should have!!) and about an hour after Callie woke up she went to the snack cabinet and started searching for just the right snack. Naturally I assumed she was hungry for her breakfast (her typical schedule is: wake up, have a bottle and watch Elmo, play for an hour to an hour and a half... have breakfast)... so I prepared her oatmeal and a fruit... just like nearly every other morning. After I sat her in her high chair and we had blessed our meal, she refused to even take so much as one bite of her food. This isn't uncommon, but usually, with a few tricks or distractions, I can get her busy enough to not even realize she's eating as I spoon feed her. This morning wasn't like every morning. This morning she wasn't having it... not even one single bite. And she's started this new thing where she either spits out food if she does take a bite... or swats at the spoon heading her way. I offered her the spoon, to feed herself... and she threw it on the floor. She simply wasn't going to eat. Phillip had given up... he said, "fine... she doesn't want to eat... let her go play, but she doesn't get any snacks". I couldn't give up. My little 10th percentile for weight baby NEEDS her nutrition... so I continued... attempting every trick in my book.... but to no avail... she wouldn't eat. At this point Phillip had left to pick up an employee from the airport... so it was just Callie and I. She made her final swing and fruit and oatmeal ended up all over Phillip's stereo and our walls. I was done. She was a mess and I was done... so I walked away... leaving her (in a safe place!) crying in her high chair. I was so frustrated!!! I sort of expect that as she gets older she will become a picky eater (I feel like all of my siblings, including myself, were)... but not now. She's never been a good eater... with the exception of my mother, she'll eat ANYTHING for my mother. It's a constant battle to get anything into her little body...
So I guess what I'm asking for now... is advice. I know many of the readers on here are mothers... who have been through more trying times than what this is... but who have learned things that I have yet to learn. So I'm hoping that you will take the time to share some of your wisdom with me. I'm planning on spending some time researching what I should do. I'd love for eating to not be a battle for the next 18 years... but at this rate... I think I'll prepare for the worst! Callie really is a good baby... all other aspects of life are so much better than I ever could have hoped for, so I realize I'm blessed to have eating as my primary challenge. But still... I thought I would seek advice... from anyone willing to share.
After Callie and I had had our little "tiff"... and she and I were cleaned up from the splattered oatmeal... we spent some time snuggling and reading books. It's amazing how forgiving these little ones are, when she turned around mid-book and gave me a sweet little kiss and a hug... I knew she loved me more than anything. I still feel awful for leaving her in that moment... but I just needed a little space for a minute to re-gather myself. I love that little Noodle bug to pieces and I just want the best for her... nutrition included.
I'm sure most of your mom's out there are thinking "oh... if you only had a clue, Kristin!"... but thanks for reading and responding anyway :).
We're planning on having a fun afternoon of playing and maybe even going swimming at the public pool just one last time before it closes for the season.
Here's a fun photo... as a thanks for reading :)
Callie riding our weenie statue on our front porch...
The roses from Phillip...
Love and sweet Noodle pie kisses....




