Today started out as a great day. Emma ate a stellar breakfast and I was hoping it would be a sign of meals to come. LOL! What was I thinking? For some reason my child doesn't get hungry after 9am. For lunch she had one cracker and 2 pieces of macaroni. For dinner she ate nothing. That's right, nothing. The few bites she actually put in her mouth were spit right back out. I fed her ice cream in hopes of getting something in her stomach and once I got it in (thinking that once she tasted it she'd come back for more) she spit it right back out at me. ICE CREAM! What kind of kid spits out ice cream??
Why oh why does my child hate food so much? Do you have any idea how frustrating it is to have meal after meal of this? I know that some of you do and I know that some of you have it much worse. I just feel like I work my butt off to make sure she has high fat, nutritious food to eat only to be reminded it doesn't matter how much effort I put into anything if she's not going to open her mouth.
I dream of the day when I can just put something on a plate and not give any thought to what it is AND have her actually eat it. I dream of the day when I don't have to use a spreadsheet to keep track of her food intake because it won't matter. I dream of the day when people don't respond to me telling them how old she is with "oh, she's so tiny" or "but she only looks 6 months old" or "is something wrong with her?" I dream of the day when she doesn't get "lapped" by kids a year younger than her. I think I'm going to be dreaming for a while :(