Remember The Girl Who Couldn’t Eat Good?
If you enjoyed that post, you will enjoy this one too because she is back!
We had another food battle with Kesa the other day. She absolutely refused to eat the soup that I made. She kept saying “I DON’T LIKE SOUP!” over and over, making it very clear that she was in no way going to eat the soup. Craig and I were ready to rip our hair out, but did not want to give in to making her a special supper even though it is what we usually do to avoid such battles and eat in peace.
Kesa only likes a few different foods, tofu dogs, potatoes (not mashed), raw peppers, raw baby carrots and raw cauliflower (only with Catalina dressing), peanuts, almonds, pecans, cashews, cranberries, apples, pancakes, most of my baked cookies and muffins, fruit popsicles and banana ice cream. She would be happy to eat potatoes and tofu dogs with sliced peppers for lunch and supper everyday, but I want her to have a more balanced diet and try new things. She won’t even eat peanut butter sandwiches or bread anymore. She is stubborn as anything and will never lose a food battle with me. Still, it is my dream that we will all eat the same meal together in peace someday.
So, we told her that she could not have anything else and not go and play until she ate the soup. I told her that she had to at least try the soup before she could say that she didn’t like it. I even meticulously picked out all of the ‘green things’, tomatoes and onions for her and left only carrots and cauliflower with some of the broth. I even offered to sit her in Serafina’s high chair and feed it to her if she would give it a try.
Everyone ate while she whined and whined. I cleaned up the dishes and swept the floor and she continued to whine. Craig took Autumn and Serafina upstairs to watch a movie, inviting her to come when she finished and she still refused to eat the soup, all the while crying “I DON’T LIKE SOUP!!” Over half an hour had past since the start of supper and she still just sat at the table with her soup bowl pushed a foot away from her. I finished up the kitchen clean up and went to do yoga in the living room, leaving her with her soup. She stayed at the table, quietly continuing to whine because she knew that I could hear her even though my back was facing her.
After about 50 minutes more of sitting at the table, I saw this.
She had fallen asleep at the table!
She never did eat the soup. Not even one taste. She won yet again.
I just can’t torture her like that and neither can Craig. In fact it is torture for us all. Autumn went to eat in the living room because she couldn’t stand it any longer. At least I know that anything else she eats in this house is healthy, even if it is just a muffin that I made or a bowl of almonds and cranberries. Even if it is tofu dogs and potatoes with sliced peppers and catalina dressing. Someday she will have to try something new.
She sure is strong-willed! Craig and I had to laugh at each other. He said “At least she would hold up very well under pressure.”
And right now I am thinking that as frustrating as these moments are, they are the ones that we will remember and actually probably miss one day. The times we will smile or laugh about as we think back on when they were young. Plus, the fact that she drives me absolutely CRAZY gives me many opportunities to practice being more kind, patient and loving.
I am a near saint by now!