Why Do I Keep Eating the Kids' Food?

Self-control with kid food…yeah. Funny how I’m pretty good with it in general—I don’t reach for the jelly doughnut at work, and I pass on snacks throughout the day. I’m pretty good about not going back for the 3^rd slice in social situations in which most people cut off at 2…

So why the F do I suck so bad at not taking a bite of hot dog? Seriously—a freaking, boiled, disgusting hot dog? Eating from the foods I prepare for the kids is one of the stupidest habits I have developed, and it has earned me a solid 5-10 pounds of idiocy. 

Mrs. Cheese and I did a two week cleanse (not the juice kind) which required us to cut wheat, sugar, and alcohol. The moment that was hardest for me was avoiding taking a bite of the Annie’s “Bunny” Mac and Cheese. My hands tried to betray me. I was literally holding a spoon before my head said no. BUT MY HEART SAYS YES! 

Seriously, what’s wrong with me?

The strangest thing about this habit is that you find yourself eating things that are bland, cold, and generally gooey. Discarded scrambled eggs? Yes please. Counter pizza, previously frozen, now burnt? You know it. Chicken with soy sauce? Apparently, I’ve really been missing it!

The saddest, gut check moments are those in which you wonder if a piece of food has been chewed and discarded. I win that battle MOST of the time. Sigh.

Thank you, cleanse. You’ve helped me realize I’ve been setting a WONDERFUL example for my children. Eat anything, and everything, all the time, regardless of the disgusto factor!