Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Feeding Frenzy

I have a confession to make.

I hate feeding my children. I hate it. Of all parental duties, it has got to be the worst. I'm kind of picky about what I feed them, and it always just seems to take a million years to prepare food that they will either A) demolish in five minutes or B) eat two bites of and decide they don't want. Then there's the cleanup, which is always intensive when one has a Tank, and then five minutes later? "I'm huuuunnnngry!"

I would estimate that, in an average 13-hour waking day, I probably spend at least four of those hours doing something that deals with food. That's approximately 30% of my day. It's just all so time-consuming and messy and tedious and repetitive.

Before I had kids, I used to love to cook. I would cook every chance I got. I would have done it all the time. I would spend hours lovingly preparing meals, etc. Now? Such a freaking chore. I hate it. I wish I could hire a personal chef just to feed the kids.

What's your least favorite part of parenting?

3 comments:

Ninotchka said...

Aside from the everydayness, the lack of solitude when I really crave it, I would say the really hard stuff is my least favorite. Natalie's trichotillomania. Illnesses. Hurt feelings. General difficulties and disappointments. I hate to see my children struggle or suffer yet I know I'll cry many tears at the hands of their development. We all have to go through it but even worse than experiencing it, I think is bearing witness to it and being helpless to "fix it" for our babies.

Anonymous said...

My cousin had trichotillomania when he was a teenager.

I hate feeding time at the zoo. I made steak last night. STEAK!!! she threw it on the floor. I nearly died of anger and stress at the waste and expense.

I hate not being able to go do something spontaneously. I have to plan every fricking detail now.

Julie said...

The guilt. I could live without the constant, constant guilt.