About one year ago, I wrote about my son's eating habits. It was a post titled Meatloaf, smeatloaf, double beetloaf. I hate meatloaf!
The gist is that my son did not eat meals voluntarily. A struggle every night.
I ended the post with "Well, let's hope it's just a phase."
HA. A phase. I must have been kidding myself.
One year later... We still do "How many bites?" and plate inspections every night. Mr. Stubborn Boy has chewed a piece of meat for over 20 minutes to avoid swallowing it. You think I exaggerate, but I don't. The meat chewing showdown is a regular incident at our house. The plates are cleared. We are all finished. The boy is still chewing the last (and often only) bite of meat.
He's not starving. His weight (about 32 pounds) is the low range of normal for a 4-year-old.
He does eat -- a lot of bananas, mac & cheese and granola/fruit bars. Not bad, but not exactly balanced. He gets children's vitamins for good measure.
We'll keep at it, but there appears to be no easy fix. And it's not a phase.
This is a late post to Mama Kat's writing workshop. The prompt was to write about what you were writing about on your blog a year ago, and how things have changed.