Anonymous wrote:DD2 is, of course, a messy eater and bits of food end up on the floor. In the morning we eat oatmeal with a variety of toppings, including cacao nibs, which I love.
The other day DD walked up to me with a nib on her finger and says “mommy, it’s poop”. I said “no, that’s a cacao nib!” and popped it in my mouth.
It wasn’t a cacao nib.
Anonymous wrote:Our entire house is asleep by 8PM, including me and DH. I just cannot keep my eyes open much later! Never thought I'd see the day when staying up until 8:30PM was "late".
Anonymous wrote:Having a kid sit on my lap while I poop
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Having a kid sit on my lap while I poop
+1. And the kid was nursing. Multi tasking at its most inglorious![]()
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I'm fairly sure that the most pathetic thing parenting has done to me is it has gotten me to read DCUM.
This.
Anonymous wrote:I get up at 5:45 on Thursdays so that I can sneak downstairs and eat breakfast alone while I watch the previous night's episode of "The Real Housewives of New York." I usually hear the pitter-patter of little feet around 6:15, and I will hastily shove bagel in my face, hit pause, and act happy to see my 3yo!
Anonymous wrote:I'm fairly sure that the most pathetic thing parenting has done to me is it has gotten me to read DCUM.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:For me it is mental health. I know several families that have lost children in accidents in HS, college or in their 20s that I am forever in a state of anxiety of something bad happening to my kids. I am on medication to manage it. I feel I am very lucky to have married, had kids, have healthy kids etc, we are pretty average in every sphere of our lives but I still feel that it is too good to be true and feel anxiety.
I feel this too. What medication are you on??? Please share. I need help.
Anonymous wrote:For me it is mental health. I know several families that have lost children in accidents in HS, college or in their 20s that I am forever in a state of anxiety of something bad happening to my kids. I am on medication to manage it. I feel I am very lucky to have married, had kids, have healthy kids etc, we are pretty average in every sphere of our lives but I still feel that it is too good to be true and feel anxiety.
Anonymous wrote:I eat my kids leftovers.
I hate wasting food and this began innocently enough. I’d cut up some peppers, the kids would eat two and leave the rest. Or they’d leave behind a big scoop of hummus. I got used to finishing it up. Then I found myself eating their leftover dinner. Pretty soon most of my diet consisted of kid scraps!
I’m finally on my way to stopping the insanity. Now, I serve myself a plate of lunch and dinner. It also helped train me to give my kids very small portions, and offer seconds if they want more.