Trying to eat breakfast with two kids is like beat the clock! No joke every morning, when the kids get up, I go through the morning routine with them and they always get fed before me. I also make sure to fed them semi-healthy nutritious breakfasts, like Oatmeal and fruit, as well as a glass of juice to wash it all down. Once they are dressed, fed and watching Disney Jr., then it is my turn.
My breakfast time consists of something out of a cartoon, where I can’t get the food in fast enough before World War 3 will erupt. Take this morning for example.
Everyone is happily watching the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and now I am truly hungry (watching everyone else eat could definitely arouse the need to eat). So, I finally put an English Muffin in the toaster for myself. While it is toasting, I get out the butter and then just keep my eyes and ears open for my two beasts.Just Like the Old Game Show…
When the toaster dings, I take my toast out, put it on a plate and begin to butter it. Simple enough, however the sound of the butter knife spreading said butter perks Lily’s interest and of course she comes running right over.
“Mommy, I want butter!” Yup, that is Lily telling me that her breakfast wasn’t enough, but now she has to glom off my breakfast, as well. So what is a good mother to do? I, of course, break her off a small piece. Then, without fail, this piques Emma’s sense of not wanting to be left out and she too comes running over and asking for some toast. So again, I break off another small piece for Emma, as well.
Now, you would think that would be enough. Wrong!! Now, they are begging like two little yip yappy dogs for my breakfast. So I tell them, “Enough is enough and mommy would just like to eat one meal without it either going cold, having to share, or have some catastrophe occurring and please just go play.”
Oh if it were that simple! Of course Emma decides to hang on my chair and swing from it, while Lily feels the need to climb onto the chair to try to play hide and seek from behind me.
So who got hurt first? Wouldn’t you know it, Emma! While swinging, she somehow lost her balance and hit her chin on the edge of the chair. Thankfully only a small mark, but of course she was crying like someone was murdering her best friend in the whole wide world.
It took 10 minutes to calm Emma down, 5 minutes to get Lily down off the chair and twenty minutes later I got to inhale the rest of my cold, stale breakfast. Folks this was just one meal out of my three daily that I get to do this. Then, my lovely doctor, at my yearly physical yesterday had the nerve to ask why I lost two pounds, weighing in at 102 lbs (and this was only after the lovely nurse subtracted two pounds for my clothing that I was still wearing). Yes, I am three pounds underweight according to him, but I think my doctor lost the memo that I have always been skinny and petite all my life. I only started to see him when I got pregnant with my first and had already put on a few of those early pregnancy pounds.
Seriously, I barely get to eat a meal without getting a song and dance to go along with it, let alone how I never sit still all day long! I loved eating, used to be able to make a sport of it and now I barely even sit down when I eat anymore. By the way, I now get to fill out an eating diary for the next week (add that to my daily writing assignments). Maybe I should write some footnotes for him to see what I go through to actually eat during each mealtime too! Hey I am just saying!!
Ok, maybe then again it could be worse:
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