Been struggling a bit with my mental health recently. I am not diagnosed with anything but definitely something not right. I struggle massively with worrying about what ‘needs’ to be done.
DS (5) declared on the way home that he only wanted 4 pancakes and sugar for dinner. I really haven’t had a good day so decided to just give him what he wanted. Knew I couldn’t cope with the fallout from trying to make him eat dinner.
He had 3 pancakes and then asked for carrot sticks and some fruit. So that’s what he has had. I have had a relaxed evening so far, managed to prep DH and I’s dinner whilst DS was in the bath and sort tomorrow’s lunches. Hung the washing out and cleaned the kitchen floor quickly.
I know it’s not the answer to just feed DS pancakes from now on but by simply not worrying about him having a balanced meal tonight life feels better.
I don’t know why I’m writing this but felt like I needed to tell someone.