Forcing kids to eat
Laura Johnson
I was forced to sit at the table every night until I fell asleep in my food.
Probably why I weighed 85 lbs. when I was 27 years old. I'm only 5 foot,
but I was very underweight. I don't think I had an actual eating disorder,
but easily could have. Forcing kids to eat is a power play. I learned
every trick in the book to hide food or feed it to the dog. My parents try
that garbage with my son, and I tell them that he eats what he wants. They
don't try to force him like they did me, but they try all of those
manipulative tricks on him. He tells them "I'M DONE, LEAVE ME ALONE".
Whenever they would take him somewhere or watch him for a few hours, the
first thing she tells me is what he ate. It makes me crazy. He is also
very small for his age and skinny. My mom was so obsessed about his weight
when he was a baby. Granted, he was a preemie and was very very small, so
it was hard not to. It drove her crazy that he was breastfed and I couldn't
measure the amount he was getting. Then, it drove her crazy that I let him
nurse whenever he cried. They were so into the power struggles for
everything, sleeping, eating, potty training (hate that word). We went in
the complete opposite direction with everything. Craziness does not have to
heredity!
Laura J
Probably why I weighed 85 lbs. when I was 27 years old. I'm only 5 foot,
but I was very underweight. I don't think I had an actual eating disorder,
but easily could have. Forcing kids to eat is a power play. I learned
every trick in the book to hide food or feed it to the dog. My parents try
that garbage with my son, and I tell them that he eats what he wants. They
don't try to force him like they did me, but they try all of those
manipulative tricks on him. He tells them "I'M DONE, LEAVE ME ALONE".
Whenever they would take him somewhere or watch him for a few hours, the
first thing she tells me is what he ate. It makes me crazy. He is also
very small for his age and skinny. My mom was so obsessed about his weight
when he was a baby. Granted, he was a preemie and was very very small, so
it was hard not to. It drove her crazy that he was breastfed and I couldn't
measure the amount he was getting. Then, it drove her crazy that I let him
nurse whenever he cried. They were so into the power struggles for
everything, sleeping, eating, potty training (hate that word). We went in
the complete opposite direction with everything. Craziness does not have to
heredity!
Laura J