Random one, this, but anyway. Although i am slim, my diet is pretty terrible - I seem to survive on bread, chips, crisps, Pepsi max (not Coke, no, Coke is the devil's brew!), penny sweets and...oh wait that's it, in the week. I'm 37 with newborn DS by the way!
I'm an incredibly fussy eater and won't touch most vegetables, fruit or meat. Since meeting DH 6 or so years ago I have slowly added tomatoes, bananas, onions, red meat, and cod and pasta to my diet and will eat this if out with friends or if someone else makes it for me.
I'm acutely embarrassed about my poor diet and do a good job of hiding it to most people. I want to eat a better, more healthy variety, but new things bring me out in the sort of shivers some people get when they see a spider or a mouse!
Thing is, I really don't think it's my fault. I remember as a child only really being offered a small selection of foods and being allowed to eat chocolate for dinner, a bowl of chips for lunch. A fizzy drink and a curly wurly in the car on the way to (primary!) school by way of breakfast was the norm, too.
On the other hand I think FGS that's no excuse when you're pushing 40 and a mother and should just bloody well man up and eat properly.
I guess this has all come to a head as I'm looking ahead to weaning DS and not wanting to make the...mistakes (for want of a better word) I feel my parents may have made.
What should I do?? Any advice or solidarity from fellow gummy bear munchers?