THE EVERYDAY BATTLE!
By Priya
@creativedesigner (199)
February 18, 2017 6:02pm CST
Its an everyday battle for me.(For all the moms out there). Getting every bite of food into my daughters mouth.
On a typical day when i prepare my babys food with utmost interest and love and when i have high hopes that she will relish each and every bite , is the very same day all my hopes are crashed into the gutter. 
I tried reading my daughters face and tried to analyze what she might be thinking when i try to feed her everyday.
When i get her food, my baby thinks, "here comes mummy. Oh no the same old boring food. I must think fast. I must think of a way to make her stop feeding me. Why not try the spit out method?" And she goes. She spits out each and every morsel until i get frustrated.
The same afternoon i again try with all my
Hopes gathered and once again start the whole process with all the world's positivity. My baby thinks, "oh god! Mummy has not learnt her lesson. Its time to think fast. Time to think of another successful plan" and she gives me a wicked smile. She stuffs her mouth with the food and i am secretly celebrating. But wait. She refuses to swallow. She opens her mouth for every bite, but doesn't swallow. And i pray secretly that she gulps down. And she secretly draws the final stage of her master plan in her mind. "Time for actual fun" she thinks. And out goes all the food. All at once. She finishes with "The spit out plan". This happens several times. And once again i return to the kitchen disappointed.
Now even i am out of patience. I thought let her cry for food. Until then im not going to give her anything. And as if reading my mind , my baby dashes off to her toys and plays with them for quite some time. "Time for food mummy" she thinks and she lets out that big wail.
The poor me gets the food she left out in the previous meal. But she has her plans again. "I dont want this boring stuff she thinks. Time for "wail till you gain" plan. " and she wails and wails and wails until i get that big bottle of milk. "Finally", she thinks, "mummy finally finally understood what I want" and she goes crazy with happiness. She gulps down to the last drop and dozez off to sleep.
I sit there looking at her sad that she hasn't had any proper food. Again, i look at her happy face and think atleast she is sleeping happily. And off i go to the kitchen to prepare her next meal with the same zeal and love as the first one.
And the battle continues....
PS: next post is not about my baby. I promise 
I tried reading my daughters face and tried to analyze what she might be thinking when i try to feed her everyday.
When i get her food, my baby thinks, "here comes mummy. Oh no the same old boring food. I must think fast. I must think of a way to make her stop feeding me. Why not try the spit out method?" And she goes. She spits out each and every morsel until i get frustrated.
The same afternoon i again try with all my
Hopes gathered and once again start the whole process with all the world's positivity. My baby thinks, "oh god! Mummy has not learnt her lesson. Its time to think fast. Time to think of another successful plan" and she gives me a wicked smile. She stuffs her mouth with the food and i am secretly celebrating. But wait. She refuses to swallow. She opens her mouth for every bite, but doesn't swallow. And i pray secretly that she gulps down. And she secretly draws the final stage of her master plan in her mind. "Time for actual fun" she thinks. And out goes all the food. All at once. She finishes with "The spit out plan". This happens several times. And once again i return to the kitchen disappointed.
Now even i am out of patience. I thought let her cry for food. Until then im not going to give her anything. And as if reading my mind , my baby dashes off to her toys and plays with them for quite some time. "Time for food mummy" she thinks and she lets out that big wail.
The poor me gets the food she left out in the previous meal. But she has her plans again. "I dont want this boring stuff she thinks. Time for "wail till you gain" plan. " and she wails and wails and wails until i get that big bottle of milk. "Finally", she thinks, "mummy finally finally understood what I want" and she goes crazy with happiness. She gulps down to the last drop and dozez off to sleep.
I sit there looking at her sad that she hasn't had any proper food. Again, i look at her happy face and think atleast she is sleeping happily. And off i go to the kitchen to prepare her next meal with the same zeal and love as the first one.
And the battle continues....
PS: next post is not about my baby. I promise 1 person likes this
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