Maybe it’s just me. Or maybe it’s all Mama’s. There’s something about being a Mama that makes you a little crazy. Crazy about a lot of things really, but today I’m talking food. What is it about other people feeding your child that makes a little crazy bomb go off in your head? They aren’t feeding them rat poison, it’s not like what they are being fed is dog food. It’s human food, made for consumption, and as long as it’s semi-age appropriate, what’s the big deal, right?
Um crazy mama says WRONG! It didn’t start to bug me until J was old enough to eat just about anything…so just in the last month or two. Which may be why I feel like I took a crazy pill in the last 2 months too…10 months is a big developmental step and there’s lots of things semi-out of my control now. Now that he’s under his own propulsion (seriously it’s like he’s got rocket on his feet), it’s much harder to keep track of where he’s at 100% of the time. That being said, it may be that my inner crazy mama has heightened her awareness greatly due to the fact that I can’t watch him 100% of the time….and over the past month he’s eaten goose poop, paper, and who knows what out of the trash and off the floor without my knowledge. Oy. Building his immune system…right?!
I really don’t consider myself to be a neurotic mama who has all J’s meals planned out and incorporates each food group into each meal every day. Far from it actually. Usually I’m throwing together whatever I can dig out of the fridge or pantry to feed him or he’s eating the same thing that I eat. He gets far too many graham crackers and yogi melts for lack of me being better prepared. So why then does my crazy go off when someone else (that I trust) gives him a cheerio or a piece of granola bar? Not sure I can actually explain that one outside of the crazy mama theory…I think it’s just hard wired into us as mamas.
Most of me (the sane, rational part) really actually appreciates that there are others around me that are helping to watch over and take care of my little one. If he’s hungry and giving them the puppy dog eyes, then I would certainly give him a little bite too…ahhh irony.
Any other mama’s out there have these crazy mama moments?