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What’s the harm in a happy meal once in a while?

Before Shammy was born my husband I agreed that we would delay his introduction to McDonald’s food (and fast food in general) for as long as we could. I understand that we can’t shelter him forever and decided that if I make it to 5 years old when he gets invited to his first birthday party at McDonald’s we would have done very well.  We may or may not make it but it’s a goal that I actively work for.

It saddens me when I see so many toddlers eating the crap with the “free” toy (and it pisses me off that they cater to them by having a toddler toy by request).  Almost every friend I know will feed their kids a happy meal at least occasionally.

Many parents use the “we were busy with (insert big project that interferes with cooking) and he/she needed to eat”. I totally get that, I’ve been there. I’ve also been out of the house all day with nothing but snacks and the kid needs to eat. We’ve been on road trips where the adults stop at the McD drive thru but the kid doesn’t eat from it.

If you know you’re going to move, plan a party, remodel the kitchen, go on a trip or whatever other common excuse for the convenience of a happy meal know that there are far healthier choices that are quick and cheap. I admit that my son has eaten at Arby’s once or twice, while not the same as a home meal, for the same cost of McDonald’s minus the carcinogens and with a fraction of the saturated fat.

 

yet another reason for me to delay giving this crap to my son

Then the parents get defensive and say “it’s only once in a while, what could happen?” Hopefully nothing! But sadly an occassional here and there evolves throughout the weeks/months/years into brand recognition, fixation and by the time they are in school it could be a daily or weekly convenience meal or treat for good grades or…. you get my drift.

I can see it getting bad when the kid will refuse to eat anything but a happy meal when sick, it has become their comfort food and the parent is either oblivious or in denial. And then this same kid may grow up with obesity, be high risk for other health problems and have ingrained bad food habits. I know, I was that kid.

I almost became this kid

 

What had started as an occasional kid’s meal treat as a toddler evolved into a fast food addiction by elementary school. My parents had to buy me KFC every night because I refused to eat home cooked dinners. We couldn’t leave the house without stopping at a drive thru. I had high cholesterol in third grade!!

It was a hard and conscious effort as an adult to clean up my diet. I still think that fast food tastes better than home cooked, I still crave it, I would rather eat from a drive through than from my kitchen, I still occasionally eat it but it takes a lot of will power and I ultimately agree that I’ll cut a few minutes out of my life expectancy because I’m weak and just have to indulge the craving.

I admit that I resent my parents for introducing me to that crap at such an early age and do wonder about the what if’s of my adult health and diet if it hadn’t been that way. This is something that I think about when trying to make decisions for my son as I don’t want him bitching at me at 21 like I bitched at my mother.

And I don’t think that it’s a coincidence that we’re in the middle of a childhood obesity epidemic. I work at a WIC office, I hear about it all day and see the McDonald’s cups and toys all the time.

Yet I don’t blame the parents, I blame the fast food industry’s ad agencies and marketing departments.

Fast food marketing works!

* Eighty-four percent of parents reported taking their child to a fast food restaurant at least once a week; 66% reported going to McDonald’s in the past week.
* Forty percent of parents reported that their child asks to go to McDonald’s at least once a week; 15% of preschoolers ask to go every day.   (fastfoodmarketing.org)

I see the payoff of this campaigns first hand. Almost every toddler that I know recognizes the McDonald’s goldeen arches faster than they recognize Mickey Mouse (don’t get me started on the McDonald’s branded drive through toys).

I can't in good conscience allow my kid to play with this

A Standford University research study has revealed that pre-school kids prefer foods wrapped in McDonalds packaging over the same foods wrapped in unmarked packaging saying it tastes better. (newscientist.com)

I’m not trying to single the attack on just McDonald’s, they just happen to have the monopoly on the toddler market. Many other fast food chains are just as bad.

For the busy parent that is overwhelmed and on a tight budget, unable or unwilling to pack a sandwich and so they feel that they have no choice but feed their kid from a drive thru, here is a compilation of the best and worst children’s meal combination from popular fast food restaurants. Take your kid to Subway instead of McDonalds, but if you must insist on the arches (perhaps because you’ve got a craving too) at least know which happy meal is the lesser of the evils (and no, the cheeseburger with fries is not it). So at least try to get the apple slices instead of the french fries next time.  Best and worst fast food kids meals

 

 

Recently a mother lost custody of a third grader that was 200 pounds and morbidly obese because she couldn’t control his weight, I wonder what this kid’s favorite food is….

The long road to weaning

When people find out that I still breastfeeding the most common reaction is eyes popping out cartoon style in shock followed with a question about when I am going to wean, I always refer them to Shammy for the answer, they don’t always appreciate that.

To the horror of my family and some friends, I don’t see him weaning anytime soon.

But that doesn’t mean that the weaning journey didn’t already start. It actually started at close to 6 months when he had solid foods the first time, progressed further when I stopped pumping at work and continues at a pace dictated by Shammy.

At 15 months of age he’ll still nurse about 6 times per day on the days that we’re home all day. These are not the same as infant feedings, they’re much shorter and mainly for comfort. Plus then there’s what I call the “teases” where he’ll insist on latching on for 30 seconds and then move on to something else, I don’t try to count those.

Some people may be horrified at the frequency but I don’t mind and enjoy it most of the time because in this stage of independence and exploration this is one of the few times when I can get some quality cuddles in, smell the back of his neck or caress his arm.

Many times he’ll want to nurse “because it’s there” if he’s distracted or busy he won’t even miss them. And then there’s the times when it’s been a while and he sees me and will act like a junkie having withdrawals, it’s rather amusing.

With the evolution of our breastfeeding relationship come new challenges, I no longer have to deal with growth spurts related feeding frenzies but instead have to enjoy an acrobatic performance of gymnurstics and dance. This is very cute until Shammy miscalculates a step or loses his footing but fails to let go of my breast, ouch!

But truth be told, it’s also in no small part because I am too lazy to commit to weaning. It’s a battle I choose not to pick. Nursing is still the fastest way to get him to sleep, still the best way to get him to stop crying when he is scared or hurt. It’s a crutch, I will admit. He’ll let me know when he is ready by stopping on his own.

Trying to feed healthy in a junk food world

So right before I was going to take the first step in furthering my education, the new fiscal year starts and with it comes a drastic budget reduction and my hours at work have been slashed by 67%, so much for paying bills or doing anything else.

At least I still have my Breastfeeding Counselor course to look forward to.  I recently took an 81 question pre-test to determine if I needed to take the full course starting at the basics or if I could go straight to the accelerated course, IBCLCs are the ones that would usually take this test.  The test was open book but because of the constraints of trying to finish it quickly before the toddler destroyed the living room I only got to look up one question, as a result I am very proud that I scored 93.75 on the test given that I didn’t get to research or review my answers.  I’m still waiting on my grade for the essay part but it looks like I am definitely going on the accelerated course.

One of the side effects of becoming a parent, and something that I’m pretty sure happens to everyone (probably to a lesser degree) is the creation of strong opinions on methods and subjects.  If you’ve read anything on this blog before this you know what my big issues are.  I am opinionated and I have to get it out, hence the beauty of having this blog.  I can get the vents out of my system without abusing someone in particular with my rant and whoever doesn’t like it doesn’t have to read it, it’s a win/win in my book.

This system works great on most aspects, I am able to keep my mouth shut when I see a mother feeding formula, leaving their baby in a bucket for hours or buying them a McDonald’s happy meal.  But there are some things where it’s much harder for me to be quiet, improper car seat use, feeding horrible crap to an infant, specially before they’re truly ready for solids and physical violence.  I have no qualms about intervening in a blatant case of child abuse as defined by the police but it’s much harder the rest of the time.

After all, what do I know?  I only have 1 kid and some of these people have been around the block more than I have.  Just because I read a bunch of books, participate in a bunch of forums and try to educate myself more than the average parent doesn’t give me a license to attack the mother that is giving a lolly pop to her 4 month old or the father that is holding his baby in one arm and a cigarette in the other.  Yes, there is a LOT of tongue biting involved.  All the more reason for me to be grateful that my husband agrees with me and that I have this venue for when ranting to my husband alone doesn’t cut it.  It is still a conscious effort to not to turn into the parenting police.

I am not perfect, I am sure that I have been judged the same way by other parents that were kind enough to stay quiet and I thank them for that.

Which part do I suck at the most? that would have to be food.  Even though Shammy doesn’t know what candy, ice cream or McDonald’s is and he thinks that a cookie is a rice cracker, I feel like a failure when trying to present food in his high chair.

His father and I don’t have the best eating habits and we don’t want to just give him a slice of pizza, this means that sometimes Shammy has a separate menu from us.  It’s annoying to prepare a micro portion of something and try to make it balanced and quick.  Making big batches and using leftovers later is not really feasible because he’s the only one to eat the stuff so there is always something going to waste.  It’s always a conscious effort to make sure that I include enough fruits and vegetables.

At least I like to think that he eats better than a lot of kids I see on the street but breastmilk only offsets so much.  Add to that the fact that he is now starting to develop that typical toddler pickyness and sometimes that meal that I spent 20 minutes preparing just for him ends up on the floor and I’m scrambling to figure out what I can feed him.

At least another toddler trait that he’s developed and I’m loving is that he is now big on hugs ::heart melts::

Don't you just want to hug this pirate?


And because I sometimes feel like I am going around in circles trying to defend my opinions from other’s attacks, this installment’s rant has a familiar theme as there has been a lot of debate lately over my support of enforcing the WHO Code for Marketing of Breastmilk Substitutes.


I support a woman’s right to choose to feed her baby formula, but I absolutely do NOT support the drug company’s “right” to be in the delivery room, handing out products that are only designed to stand between the mother and her breastmilk.
And contrary to the popular (misguided) belief, the UNICEF “Baby-Friendly” hospitals are NOT denying access to formula, or even preventing women from receiving free formula. It is still there for the mothers who need it. Those who don’t have a medical need for it can elect to purchase it just about anywhere. Those who cannot afford it can get it through WIC. If your baby really needs it for medical reasons, insurance will even help pay for it.
Nobody is in any danger of losing their choice to formula feed, even if we start enforcing the WHO code.
“When we trust the makers of baby formula more than we do our own ability to nourish our babies, we lose a chance to claim an aspect of our power as women. Thinking that baby formula is as good as breast milk is believing that thirty years of technology is superior to three million years of nature’s evolution. Countless women have regained trust in their bodies through nursing their children, even if they weren’t sure at first that they could do it. It is an act of female power, and I think of it as feminism in its purest form.” ~ Christine Northrup

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