On November 17, 2000 I was struggling with a dilemma. Was I a good Mother or a bad one? What prompted this inner turmoil? The Great Breakfast Debate, had I destroyed any chance for a healthy life for my children by allowing them this horribly unhealthy breakfast this one time?
I’ll pause here while you go read what I wrote.
Ok, you’re back? Here are my thoughts on that diary entry.
It was silly of me to freak out and think I’m being a bad Mom because of one unhealthy breakfast. The world is made up of people who eat donuts and bagels slathered with cream cheese, fruit danish and other sugary crappy foods for breakfast. Here my kids had eaten some chicken and fries and I was losing my mind. Like my Hubby said, there are more important things to be worrying about than this. Get over it already crazy lady!
As for my worries about if this would be a one time thing, it was not. One of my kids favorite breakfasts became ‘left overs from the fridge’. It became a whole thing. In the dead of the winter they’d lay a blanket on the floor, sit and watch TV while they ate left over chicken, salads, Chinese Take Out, and sometimes it wasn’t even fast food. They’d eat the left overs that I’d made during the week too. They’d sit and chat and goof around with each other, and I eventually realized that they ate healthy food the rest of the time, so these few treats should be savored, especially since they were building a relationship with each other. So I stopped worrying about the food so much, and more about the love my family was sharing.
I think it all turned out pretty good. My kids love all the food they can get their little mitts on. Vegetables, cheeses, beef, chicken and pork. They even eat seafood, although I’m not sure where that came from since I am about as fond of seafood as I am of spiders. Shudder.
Also, the fact that I was freaking out about what my kids were eating for breakfast and not about the fact that we’d had fast food twice that week already (KFC and Burger King) boggles my mind. I really was a crazy lady!!