Today's lunchtime with my gorgoues 21 month old DS. Usually a fab eater, today playing up. Normal toddler behaviour. My reaction? To shout, bang down some spoons and basically huff about the kitchen.
Just had a cuddle and a snuggle, but still. That deep sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, remembering shouting and huffing as he looked at me a bit baffled. In every other vein of our life togetehr we have a wonderful time and I hardly ever raise my voice or do aynthing, but anythign relating to eating... well, I am demon mother.
Thanks for listening.