Please, oh please, no advice.
This week over at Momversation, Rebecca brought up the topic of picky eaters, and I laughed; oh, how I laughed. If you’ve been following this blog for any length of time, you may remember my periodic rants about Henry's eccentric eating habits. I wish I could report that my son's diet has evolved even a little since that time, but alas, I cannot. We are dealing with it, in our usual clumsy manner, with the help of a nutritionist. It is not easy. Our son is more than a little strong-willed. It is a characteristic I'm sure I will someday come to admire.
As you may have noticed from the title, up there, I am not seeking advice, thank you anyway. But feel free to share your own picky-eater stories.










June 26, 2009
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For the record, not in any way meaning to sound self-righteous, though it may have come off that way. Just saying that there are picky adults out there too, and while part of me blames his mother for him being this way, there is another part of me that just thinks he's got a really specific palate, and there's nothing anyone can do about it.
By the way, self-righteous looks good on you, Kat!
Advice on how to make my child eat "better" is second only to advice on how to make my child sleep "better" on my global list of things I hate.
Two points, from my sciencey inclination:
1. For most of human history, being suspicious of new foods was GOOD behavior. A lot of plants are poisonous. How were you to know which ones weren't? I think there are genes that make some of us inclined to be more selective in what we'll try, and for most of evolution, those genes were fairly adaptive. Hence they have persisted in our gene pool. Obviously, being willing to try new things is adaptive, too, particularly in a time of shortage. So the versions of those genes that make some of us inclined to be more adventurous also persist in the gene pool. Overall, this is probably a great survival strategy for our species, even if it does cause some serious frustration for some of the parent members of the species.
2. The same food item won't taste the same to two people. We all have different taste receptors. So to some of us, peas really do taste terrible. No amount of telling us to "just try it" is going to change that. One extreme of this are the "supertasters" who are very sensitive to the bitter flavors in food.
Yes, I now use my science education to tell people to back off when they give me grief about how my child eats. This seems like a good use of the 9 years of college and grad school education to me.
My other 2 boys will eat anything.
My 8-year-old daughter claims she's a vegetarian, but she still manages to choke down the occasional chicken nugget and McDonald's cheeseburger. The boys like to occasionally remind her (in their gentle, brotherly way) that she's actually a "carb-a-tarian."
After I've said "I don't care for any thank you" for the 2nd time, back off, OK.
Wasting food makes me crazy. Someone I know buys all this food and continually prepares it and puts it in front of her kids who will not eat it. She then throws it away while swearing into the garbage can.
She knows what her kids like and will eat but insists on keeping on with this charade each and every meal time.
I told her that if her principles about making people eat the things she wants them to eat are so strong, she should find some really hungry, needy people and feed them and leave her "ungrateful" kids alone.
Add that to mama-guilt about "my malnourished child who will die of scurvy because I don't stuff oranges down their throats" and it's a wonder that all picky-eater moms don't run off to Tijuana.
I think some parents do things that make matters worse, but for the most part, it really is out of our control. My parents raised all of us on the same "You must eat it" principle, and now some of us are adventurous, some of us not. But the stuff they had to make me eat is still stuff I hate, which makes me disinclined to force the issue with my kids.
Maggie at www.liamsgrandma.typepad.com
As though pretending to like it would get him brownie points (or brownies, even).
Although she will eat anything I have on MY plate just after I tell her "No, you will not like this, it's goat cheese, or olives stuffed with prosciutto, or monkey brains..."
Works every time.
I have turned into a relatively normal adult. I worked as a cook through college, so I cook many things I may or may not eat myself. I have greatly expanded from my beige sauce-less food, but exert a level of control regarding what goes in my mouth. The key was becoming an adult & realizing there was a physiological reason for initial responses. Now I am aware of what things I dislike & why & can adjust for the situation I may be in. I may have friends tease me, but it has been huge knowing there was a reason behind it all.
Its a fine line to be on w/ a child, especially w/ all the social messages we receive about food. Our country has serious eating disorders across the board & the messages we receive about eating are so mixed. And thats where the physiological issue becomes a behavioral one.
Children's bodies & needs are different from adults & will change over time. Just like people have different personalities, people will have different "tastes." Then there is the genetics & biology of it all. I can imagine ancient cavemen/women saying... "He wont touch the mammoth..." or "Did you finish your orange juice?" Children didnt get their 5 veggies servings a day & survived & evolved... The only thing I cannot understand is how on earth did we survive w/out chicken nuggets or mac & cheese? Funny how the picky one's will eat some of the most gross pre-made food; when did the "processed food" gene suddenly appear in our genetics?