Today’s post is a not so happy one. This week has been a really tough one for my little guy and I. He is teething, resisting sleep and his food intake is regressing. All while I am trying to manage a business that is taking up more and more time. I’m trying to balance, but I feel like I’m sinking.
He won’t eat. He pushes food away, and only wants crunchy things like chips and apples. He won’t even eat grapes, which was a huge win for us two weeks back.
I don’t want to eat. I feel as though I am force feeding myself. He needs to eat, so I must show him that mama can too. I feel like my eating disorder is resurfacing despite not engaging in it.
Sink sink sinking. That’s all I feel right now.
There is so much going right, but at the end of the day my priority is my son, and he is not eating. He is not sleeping. His mama is weary and weak, and something just has to let up.