Spread Love

I think I'm on a blogging mojo here, so let's resuscitate the blog selagi the mojo is around. 

Sooo I have been reading my previous entries... especially the ones on me feeding kimi. Breastfeeding, solid food, etc. After a few entries I came to a few conclusions:

1. Mannnn I was THAT meticulous. I had never been a meticulous person before, so the fact that I changed for that tiny creature? Amazing. Amahzing I tell yah. 
2. People must've seen me as an ass. Yeap. I would call myself an ass back then. 

You see, it felt really good when you know you are doing your best to ensure that your kid gets the best food. You prefer home-made stuff, cube everything that can be cubed, color- and date-coded the freezer's contents so they look pretty and neat, bought an expensive food warmer though it wasn't that necessary, bought SUPER CUTE feeding sets (not 1, but 5 sets), yadda yadda. Did your best to avoid sugar and salt at all costs, only refered to annabel karmel for solid food rules, googled  "baby food recipe" and made the kid eat avocados when you don't even eat one, yadda yadda. 

Been there. Done every single thing of the above, except fed my son avocado cuz I couldn't stand the sight of one. They're green and meaty for god's sake. Anyways, I felt really proud of myself, knowing I was protecting my son from the harm of today's nasty food. Mak complemented me (she almost never does that - at least not with me knowing it). I felt really proud. I knew I was doing the right thing.

But seriously. Looking back, despite all my good intention to be a super-mom, I was more of a super-bitchy mom back then. Do you know I ruined a family dinner with the in-laws because one of them insisted to feed my son oranges despite me saying no? (i'm truly sorry).  Do you know I hesitated to let my son go anywhere with other people for fear that someone who does not understand my stand on "bad food" would feed my son behind me? And do you know that I once freaked out at a kenduri (a friend's) when someone handed my then 2-yr old son candy - I let out a very loud "NOOOOOO" in front of everyone??? I even had someone said, "Haa kau dengar sangatla cakap Ajan tu!" 

Now, when I think of it, those incidences happened only... every 3-4 months, which means, 1 out of 120 days of good food (if I average out each month to have 30 days). Seriously, 0.8% of less than good (I won't say bad food - cuz it's not like he was fed McDonalds!) food will not hurt his digestive system. Ohhh what was I thinking?

My point here is, I'm all game for feeding our children better food. It's our responsibility. I will fight against all odds to provide them that. I will buy all the gadgets (baby food grinder, fruit feeder, cube storage set... oi comel sangat!) that's out there, I will yell at my bibik if she failed to observe my feeding rules. 

BUT. BUT. BUT.

It's also our responsibility to chill and respect the people around us, people who mostly care about us and our family. Although they do not share our passion, they most definitely share our feeling towards the young ones. Just remember, a little bit of salt, sugar and "alien food" once in a blue moon will not hurt the cuties or alter their taste buds.

So next time, just remember to take a deeep breath when MIL cooks the bubur with a tinyyy bit of salt in them. Or when the SIL let the kiddo lick that vanilla ice cream. Or when the cousin tetiba suapkan anak chocolate. I know, who gave them the rights to do that, right? But yeah. Whatever. My sanity is important too.

Spread love. Not hate. =)

Note 1: 
Let's all be Annabel Karmels! I didn't get to be Annabel Karmel sebab Kimi was allergic to lactose, and most of her recipes include cheese or milk. Haih. 


Note 2:
The above applies to OCCASSIONAL INCIDENCES ONLY. I am sorry if your mother / BS / MIL or anyone constantly, as in hari hari include nestum in your kiddo's susu behind your back. Or feed your one-yr old megi once a week. I truly am. I hope you find a way to work things out with them. I'd be pissed too, if I were you.