So if you know my son, you will know that the child doesn't eat normal. I mean it, I can only tell you what he DOES eat. This is because he only eats a handful of things. That said, the child does not eat any kind of meat. Not, fish, or chicken, or beef, or duck, or sheep... you get the point. Oh and I know what you are going to say, (because people ask me alllll of the time) I do have to give him and Jacie vitamin supplements. Anyway, a few weeks ago while at McDonalds, where he normally gets just french fries, he asked me for a cheeseburger. "Um, ok Jack... are you sure?" "yes, I really want to try one." Okie dok, that's what I got him. Now, granted he only had two bites, but that was o.k., because I didn't want him to get an upset stomach. Well, today I took the kids to We
ndy's and he asked for another plain cheeseburger, and he ate all but two small bites! I was ecstatic, that he is expanding his pallet. I knew this day would come, but I wasn't sure when. Now, when Jack first started eating when he was a baby, he spit EVERYTHING out. I'm not exaggerating, he would spit, and spit. The only thing he would eat was baby cereal, and sometimes I was able to sneak some things in the cereal and mix it in, most of the time he knew and spit that out too. 
Even though his doctors would tell me that he was fine, just give him what he wanted, he will be fine. I am not exaggerating either when I say that Jack has peanut butter, and jelly everyday! Everyday! Well, when Jack was about 6 years old, I decided that I wasn't going to be worried about what other people said about Jack's eating habits. Everyone... I mean EVERYONE has an opinion about this subject. Jackson is a very healthy, very smart, very with it kid. I have no more worries about it. Although ever since I had Jackson, I have gotten advise from other parents about everything to do with babies, and kids. Don't get an epidural, cause it effects the baby. LOL!! Yeah right, lady my husband was 13 pounds... THIRTEEN POUNDS!!! I was 9 pounds, you better believe I'm gettin an epidural! Guess what, when Jack was born he cried, and was soothed quickly, the moment he opened his eyes he was alert. In fact, I shoulda known that he would be a noisy kid, always wanting to know what your talking about, and what was goin' on. I had the epidural with Jacie too, and she was the same as Jack, no problems at all. Neither one of them acted drugged or out of it. They were great little perfect babies. Then I was told "you must, must breast feed!" Oh my gosh, I got that by everyone I encountered, and got a 45 minute lecture in the hospital when we left with Jack. Now, let me just say, I have nothing, absolutely nothing against anyone who doesn't take the epidural or breast feed their children. I think its great for anyone who wants to do what they want. Thats my point, if you want to breast feed go for it, if you want to feel the unbearable crazy pain in labor, you go girl! I had an epidural with Jack, but it wore off right before I pushed him out, and I felt it ALL. It didn't feel good, and I made sure I wouldn't have that problem with Jacie LOL. My point is, I get so many people telling me what to do with my kids, its so exhausting. There was a time, when I let peoples opinions make me second guess myself. I don't do that anymore, I make a plan and stick with it, who cares what they think. Whatever. When I decided not to put my kids in preschool, (because I was selfish and wanted more time with them), I would hear that if you didn't put your kids in preschool then they wouldn't know anything when they got into school, and would basically be stupid. Not only that they would have no social skills. Well guess what, they have many, many friends, and they both have won academic awards every semester. So, here's my point, if I ask someone for their opinion I will take it. If I don't ask, I will still listen, and maybe even take it, but don't threaten people with things like, "your kid will be stupid, degenerates, with no reason for sucking up air in the world"... ok, no one said that to me, but thats how I take it sometimes. I mean gemme a break! I think its great if you want to feel child birth, and experience that. I think its incredible that women breast feed their babies, it is what our boobs were made to do, nourish babies. I just didn't have the need to do that, for one thing I eat very, very, little fruit or vegetable's, I am sure I have little to pass on to my babies, and that's why I take fish oil tablets and lots of other vitamins. Anyway, there were many reasons why I didn't, that's not the point. The point is I didn't realize when you become a parent everyone is a critic and everyone is in competition with you at the same time. Where is your child going, what grade is your child getting. I mean I have these conversations with close friends, but if I have only met you a handful of times, really its non of your business. Really, parents are soooo competitive with each other, I get so tired of it. You worry about your kid, and I will worry about mine. geesh!
ndy's and he asked for another plain cheeseburger, and he ate all but two small bites! I was ecstatic, that he is expanding his pallet. I knew this day would come, but I wasn't sure when. Now, when Jack first started eating when he was a baby, he spit EVERYTHING out. I'm not exaggerating, he would spit, and spit. The only thing he would eat was baby cereal, and sometimes I was able to sneak some things in the cereal and mix it in, most of the time he knew and spit that out too. 
Even though his doctors would tell me that he was fine, just give him what he wanted, he will be fine. I am not exaggerating either when I say that Jack has peanut butter, and jelly everyday! Everyday! Well, when Jack was about 6 years old, I decided that I wasn't going to be worried about what other people said about Jack's eating habits. Everyone... I mean EVERYONE has an opinion about this subject. Jackson is a very healthy, very smart, very with it kid. I have no more worries about it. Although ever since I had Jackson, I have gotten advise from other parents about everything to do with babies, and kids. Don't get an epidural, cause it effects the baby. LOL!! Yeah right, lady my husband was 13 pounds... THIRTEEN POUNDS!!! I was 9 pounds, you better believe I'm gettin an epidural! Guess what, when Jack was born he cried, and was soothed quickly, the moment he opened his eyes he was alert. In fact, I shoulda known that he would be a noisy kid, always wanting to know what your talking about, and what was goin' on. I had the epidural with Jacie too, and she was the same as Jack, no problems at all. Neither one of them acted drugged or out of it. They were great little perfect babies. Then I was told "you must, must breast feed!" Oh my gosh, I got that by everyone I encountered, and got a 45 minute lecture in the hospital when we left with Jack. Now, let me just say, I have nothing, absolutely nothing against anyone who doesn't take the epidural or breast feed their children. I think its great for anyone who wants to do what they want. Thats my point, if you want to breast feed go for it, if you want to feel the unbearable crazy pain in labor, you go girl! I had an epidural with Jack, but it wore off right before I pushed him out, and I felt it ALL. It didn't feel good, and I made sure I wouldn't have that problem with Jacie LOL. My point is, I get so many people telling me what to do with my kids, its so exhausting. There was a time, when I let peoples opinions make me second guess myself. I don't do that anymore, I make a plan and stick with it, who cares what they think. Whatever. When I decided not to put my kids in preschool, (because I was selfish and wanted more time with them), I would hear that if you didn't put your kids in preschool then they wouldn't know anything when they got into school, and would basically be stupid. Not only that they would have no social skills. Well guess what, they have many, many friends, and they both have won academic awards every semester. So, here's my point, if I ask someone for their opinion I will take it. If I don't ask, I will still listen, and maybe even take it, but don't threaten people with things like, "your kid will be stupid, degenerates, with no reason for sucking up air in the world"... ok, no one said that to me, but thats how I take it sometimes. I mean gemme a break! I think its great if you want to feel child birth, and experience that. I think its incredible that women breast feed their babies, it is what our boobs were made to do, nourish babies. I just didn't have the need to do that, for one thing I eat very, very, little fruit or vegetable's, I am sure I have little to pass on to my babies, and that's why I take fish oil tablets and lots of other vitamins. Anyway, there were many reasons why I didn't, that's not the point. The point is I didn't realize when you become a parent everyone is a critic and everyone is in competition with you at the same time. Where is your child going, what grade is your child getting. I mean I have these conversations with close friends, but if I have only met you a handful of times, really its non of your business. Really, parents are soooo competitive with each other, I get so tired of it. You worry about your kid, and I will worry about mine. geesh! Now, don't get me wrong about this blog, I am not gonna get on here every time and rant about MY opinion on here, I think its just new, and I want to get some stuff off my chest. Like when I wrote about telling everyone your problems, I didn't mean don't share your problems with anyone, I just mean don't share your problems with everyone! I totally embrace friends, asking my opinion, or talking to me about concerns, or problems they are having. You must, must talk about things, and don't let things fester, its sooo bad for you! What I ment was just don't go around telling EVERYONE about it, that tells me you aren't looking for someone to talk to, or get an opinion, you are just lookin' for someone to feel sorry for you, and that doesn't help anyone! Again on this post, I am just trying to say that everyone has an opinion, it doesn't mean you should always share it. I am very, very, cautious when I give my opinion, because you have to consider who you are giving it to. why, because it could come back and bite me, they may take this wrong, or I could be totally wrong about what I talk to them about. For instance opinions about kids, are hard to give and get. My kid, isn't like your kid, in fact my kids aren't like each other. So, how I handle problems with Jackson, isn't always the same as I handle them with Jacie. I am not one to go around telling people what I am thinking at that moment, or how I feel. I consider my surroundings, I think really hard about what I am going to say, if it isn't going to make a difference in the world, then it usually just stays with me... usually I just complain or bounce it off of Jonny. If I am at a restaurant and the people next to me are really loud talkers, and I really don't want to hear what they told Tina in the bar last Thursday, I don't say "um, excuse me can you talk a little softer, I can't hear my own conversation", no I don't do that, I just get up and move, or I endure it. If I don't like something I fix it, I don't try and fix that other person. I'm just not made that way. Ok, I have done it again, ranting, ranting, ranting. I really don't go around sharing my thoughts and opinions on things, so I just go on here and rant. I feel if you think I'm crazy (which your right), than you can close this rant, I don't mind, I totally get it and understand :).. that's how I roll.
Now see how crazy I am, this all started with Jack eating a cheeseburger this afternoon. I am so proud, I finally have a carnivore, I knew I could convert him! That's my boy!!!
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