Not sure where to start

I had wanted to write today about an excellent video I watched last night.  A video about pregnancy and birth, and a bit of it about conception.  I haven’t reviewed it yet for my site and I’m glad I waited until pregnancy to watch it for review.

But today has not been a good day and I don’t really feel like I can give it the review or even the blog comments it deserves.  I have been having problems with children stealing food from the kitchen – and now stealing food from the refrigerator.  The same children that are fed three extremely healthy meals and two snacks daily.  Children that are getting plenty of healthy fat and protein, along with reasonable carbs and good veggies.  Not to mention fruits and the occasional treat.  My children eat so much better than I did as a child.  Yet food stealing is a consistent problem.

The fact that they have begun to steal from the fridge just makes me want to give up.  I try so hard.  This week I’ve felt better than I have in weeks, we’ve started a new schedule up and they are busier than ever.  But still they steal food in the times when I’m not watching the kitchen like a hawk.

Maybe it shouldn’t seem so disheartening but it does.   I’m trying so hard now to be up and active with them after a few weeks of pretty much just reading on the couch.  But I’m still tired and it’s so hard to deal with these issues.  I have no clue how to deal with kids stealing from the fridge – maybe even in the night while we’re sleeping.  I can’t gate the kitchen because the bathroom door is off the kitchen and that would cut off the bathroom access.

Next week we are going with the schedule full time (we’ve just done the morning this week) and maybe they will be so busy and occupied with that that the food stealing will stop and other issues will be minimized.  I don’t feel too optimistic anymore though.

No matter what I do they are always acting up.  I feel like a failure at times like that and wonder what I’m thinking bringing another one in.  And that’s not fair to me, to them, or to the new one.  But it is one of those apprehensions common to pregnancies after the first I think.  It’s just strong today, which officially sucks.

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