I have a picky, defiant toddler. :( (and by looking at this innocent picture you would never know it)
now - let me take you back to my childhood. I was not allowed to be picky. and growing up in a third world country ate a lot of things some people would never imagine eating. (guinea pig, lots of raw red onions in everything, chicken foot soup, whole roasted pig, and things from the stand on the side of the road that would horrify any normal american) but b/c of my childhood and strict parenting I was under, i now eat anything and love all food, sometimes the veggies and fruit even more than the processed food.
Now i have a picky toddler. it makes me so sad. He ate all fruits and veggies that I gave him in babyfood form with no problem, and I mean all veggies. No hesitation whatsoever. As soon as we switched to adult food form he got picky. Or it had something to do with the fact that he was realizing he could potentially control something. also combine that with his awful gag reflux.
Now I am a strict mom and firm believer that my child does what the parent wants, b/c I know better than he does at 1 and half years old. (not being egotistical just biblical in my opinion). I also have ZERO tolerance for picky people. :(
This means our dinner times are filled with lots of screaming, crying, food sitting in his mouth for A VERY LONG TIME, and gagging until throwing up point. yeah, somedays I dread meal time. and even if I give him soemthing that I know he has eaten and loved before doesn't mean he will eat it this time. :(
This morning I had a glimmer of hope that i might be winning this battle. We had homemade pizza last night (note: he loves pizza normaly). But we have had an exceptionally trying week in the food area with him. And he refused to eat it. and without going into detail, went to bed with no food in his stomach and no playing time with daddy. :( (breaks richard and I's heart to pieces to see him fight us so much). I pulled out the same plate of pizza for him this morning, and cut up 5 pieces and put it in front of him, stating he could not have anyting else until he ate those 5 pieces. After a little crying, he did eat the pizza and then got his beloved banana (which by the way, he has fought a little this week, weird, b/c he LOVES bananas).
I've been fighting this battle for probably 8 months straight or more. And I see no sign of improvement on his part. I question myself a lot, but in the end know that as the parent I decide what he is eating until he is buying it and making it himself. Here's to trying to be more stubborn than he is . . . .