Gavin’s a picky eater. He has been ever since he started balking at solids around about eight months. I would even venture to say that he’s almost as bad as Leta on Dooce – at least that’s how bad it feels like these days. Gavin has a gag reflex that would put a Bulimic to shame. I kid you not! We can never force him to eat something he doesn’t want to. We can’t tell him off while he’s eating either or that will be the last bite he’ll take. The moment the food touches the tip of his tongue, he’ll cough and out comes every last bite that we have so painstakingly fed him over the past hour or so.
Sometimes the cough sounds fake, but sometimes it is so convincing you would almost believe that it was real if it weren’t for the fact that he ALWAYS throws up after we’ve tried to coerce him into eating something he doesn’t want or he’s been told off severely by Daddy.
Lately – I would say somewhere within the time frame of his increasing jealousy regarding his brother – his gag reflex has been working over time. The feeding issue has gotten so bad that he refuses to eat even though we’ve practically starved him of snacks and in between meals. It has gotten to the point where my FIL remarked that Gavin must be a saint because he lives on nothing but air. It isn’t entirely true, because he does eat the food I pack for school, but he doesn’t eat anything after he comes home. He rarely eats dinner even though I’ve stopped serving him PediaSure when he fails to eat dinner. He only eats if the meal agrees with him.
They say that children will eat when they are hungry, but I’m beginning to wonder with the number of dinners Gavin has been skipping. I know we haven’t always handled the food issues very well with Gavin and I’m sure there were a lot of things that should have been done differently. I often find myself going around and around in my head wondering what we should have done instead to get Gavin to develop better eating habits. And now that we’ve picked up all the bad habits, just how exactly can we get back on track? We’ve cut out most of the junk food – barring the occasional treat for special occasions and good behaviour (which hasn’t been very often lately) – but we still end up on the battle field whenever it comes to meal time (unless it is food that he likes).
Okay, so throw it at me – anything, everything, criticisms, whatever… If it works, I’ll be eternally grateful.