When I first became a mom there was one stage that I dreaded the most. The “picky eater” stage. The thought of going to battle with a mini food terrorist turned up the mom anxiety to the max. It was difficult enough having to make a home cooked meal after a long day at work, and adding a picky eater to that was challenging to say the least. I’m also sensitive when it comes to being of service to someone. I always want to do a good job, especially when it comes to cooking for my family. I found myself getting a little upset 😑 when my toddler refused the wonderfully presented, 4 course meal I made with all 5 food groups 🤣. I needed to set more realistic expectations I know haha.
Managing a household is like managing a business, and if you’re anything like me, then you need to always feel a sense of organization and order with everything you do. Otherwise, it feels like you’re doing everything and nothing at the same time.