This is the third blog is a five part series, looking at my
“failures” as a mother. Now, don’t get me wrong I don’t see them as failures or
that I've failed (my girls are both under five, I have plenty of time to fail
them yet!). The truth is that the reality of life as a parent is very different
to our day dreams, and sometimes we do things and make decisions that we never
thought we would.
The “pre-mother me” had many ideals that I don’t even
disagree with, I strive every day to be better, as I think we all should, but
this blog is simply recognition that us parents don’t always get it right,
and that’s OK. Despite what some mothers
will have you believe, no one is perfect!
Today I will discuss healthy food or the lack of it at
times!
I have
never been the type of person to obsess over food, healthy or otherwise. I
enjoy eating everything, whether it’s chocolate pudding or a Sunday roast.
Somehow though I expected that the moment I got pregnant I would be the
walking, talking image of health. My body would be a temple. Well, I could have
thought of a few different words to describe my body when I actually was
pregnant and temple was definitely not one of them! Once again reality taught
me some important lessons, I was quite frankly just happy just to keep my food
down!
I will say
that my children are quite healthy. My oldest does eat sweets and chocolate and
we have the occasional take away with her (my youngest is only just weaning so
not ready for chips yet anyway – it won’t be long). The moment I shocked myself
though was when I bribed my daughter to brush her teeth with the promise of a
sweet as a reward. I couldn't believe I had said it but at that point it was
the only thing I knew would work, so I did it. Ops!
In my next instalment I will discuss my worst crime…
shouting!
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