Mommy just wants to eat her food in peace. That’s all.
As parents, we are supposed to instill good habits into our children. We teach them to be kind to others, to be gentle, and to share. I am a mom to a two-year-old and every day I preach all of these values. And every day, I am a hypocrite. You see, I am currently typing this to you while sitting on the floor inside my pantry. No, I don’t have a thing for small spaces. In fact, I am a tad claustrophobic. I am hiding. Hiding from my two-year old because I do not want to share my snack. Sometimes I hide in the bathroom but I figured for imagery sake, it’s better to picture me in the pantry than on the toilet. Damn, now you’re totally picturing me on the toilet. Awkward.
Anyways, this all started when my son started to see me eat a protein bar every morning….or maybe it was my English muffin with peanut butter…either way, it’s now a thing. I couldn’t eat my food in peace. Sure, it was great for my diet, but bad for my hangry attitude that I was quickly developing. I dedicate every single day to my family. All I wanted was to eat my English Muffin without my son pulling at me for “Mommy Toast.” That’s when I decided to make a change and end the madness. End the sharing. That is when I decided to become a closet eater.
I definitely had to make some adjustments. For food with wrappers, I have to cough until it’s fully opened. For food with a distinct smell, a post mint is key. For crunchy food, I have to suck on it first then chew VERY slowly. When it comes to food, toddlers have the hearing of a hawk. You have to be very cautious. That’s also where Alexa comes in handy. Crank that music up and crunch away!
So yes, I am living a secret life behind closed doors…literally. But man, it is so nice to eat a snack in its entirety. Wanting my own food doesn’t mean I love him any less, it just means that I don’t want to be hangry…which results in me being a grumpy mom. So basically, I am a better mom for NOT sharing. See what I did there? Now excuse me while I go check on my son and pour myself a big glass of wine…or as my son calls it “Mommy’s Coffee.” Oops.
You may also like
S1-E11: First Time Parents
Monique and her co-hosts go over the laundry list of items that they wish they had known during that first month of motherhood.
Confessions: Sometimes I’d rather Cuddle With My New Baby Than My Husband
When we have children, whom do we choose– our husband or our child? Do we really have to choose?
Confessions: My Daughter’s Vitiligo Has Been An Ongoing Journey
The last thing I thought about after struggling to have a child for 3 years, is that I would have a child with a serious skin condition.
About the author
Aly Jacobs
Many events have shaped who I am today. From becoming a co-host of a morning radio show in DC, to saying “I do” to my best friend. But the event, or shall I say the on-going event, that I am most proud of, is my son. Being a mom is exhausting, it is liberating, it is every emotion all tangled up into one mess, and I love it. I also enjoy sharing (and confessing) my experiences with you fellow moms! I am so thankful for the Not For Lazy Moms community. This group of women encourages me to do what makes me happy and to wear a cute outfit while doing it!
Comment Policy:We welcome and encourage the community to comment and initiate conversations amongst each other on each post. Differing points of view are always welcome, and while we do not intend to censor any points of view, abusive and non-constructive language will not be tolerated. In order to maintain an open conversational atmosphere, comments will not appear immediately and will be approved at the discretion of our site moderators.