Just to start by saying that I love my mum and we're really close. It's just this one thing!
Returned from holiday yesterday. I got a text from my mum (she was at our house to feed the cats) saying not to worry about supper as she'd left food for us in the fridge. Great - really thoughtful of her.
Got home and the food is a loaf of bread and two packs of pre-cooked chicken drumsticks. This is to feed me, DH and three hungry teens. They wanted something more substantial after travelling all day, so DH went out to get food. Which is fine - he didn't mind - it's just that if we'd known, we could have picked up something on the way home rather than making a separate trip.
I know this isn't a big deal in itself. I'm just feeling sad because it's reminded me of my childhood. Hardly any food around, boring meals, no snacks at all, fridge and cupboards bare. It wasn't a money issue btw. Once I was given a massive box of chocolates as a gift and my mum gave it away (she did ask me first, but I was a good girl and I said yes because I knew she wanted me to).
Perhaps not surprisingly, I was skinny until I left home and then realised there was a whole world of delicious food out there and started putting on weight - both me and my brother struggle with our weight as adults. My parents are both slim (because they hardly eat anything!).
I expect I'm overreacting. Can anyone relate?