I have heard that part of an overall good attitude toward food includes sitting down while you eat and chewing slowly. Ha! That's not going to happen for at least another year for me, the chewing slowly part anyway. Somebody always needs something. The someone needing something most urgently usually is Gus. His cries never fail to motivate me to eat as quickly as I can.
In the morning you will find me scarfing down my cereal so I can take Gus before Mark leaves for work. At lunchtime, after making Paulie's lunch, I usually stand at the counter and devour my lunch so I can sit down and feed Gus his. Supper sometimes is a little better since there are extra hands around, but the hurry up and eat mentality still is in my head.
Mark and I were supposed to go out for dinner the Saturday before our anniversary in September. We had baby sitting all lined up, my parents taking Ben and Paulie and Mike and Kelly watching Gus. Unfortunately, I came down with mastitis, so instead Mark and I kept Gus with us and ordered in. Forget the quiet, romantic dinner. With Gus's cries making up the background music, we both shoveled in our food as quickly as possible.
Like everything else when it comes to children, this brief detour into speed eating is worth it. I have the rest of my life to chew slowly.
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