How Frozen Nuggets Ruined My Toddler’s Eating Habits

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When my little one arrived, I promised myself I’d whip up every meal from scratch. I even treated myself to a shiny new food processor just for her baby purees. I hit the local markets daily (which is a breeze in Brooklyn) and blended up delightful combinations—like tiny peas with roasted butternut squash and a touch of ricotta, or apples and strawberries sprinkled with cinnamon.

I envisioned my child developing a refined palate, and for a while, she did! I dreamt of our Sunday brunches, sipping mimosas while she colored on her placemat, choosing the fresh catch of the day instead of drowning in cheese or sauce. Oh, the fantasies of a new mom! I knew that oversized straw hat was just a dream, especially with my short hair, but I did believe my daughter would continue her adventurous eating.

Then came the day when I got sick and, desperate, reached for a frozen chicken nugget—the kind every parent stashes away for emergencies. She devoured it, and from that moment, everything changed. A bite of birthday cake here, a slice of pizza there, and before long, she turned her nose up at anything that wasn’t sweet, dipped in ketchup, or smothered in cheese.

Now at two, my daughter is a picky eater, plain and simple. If it’s not a carb, she’s not interested. Okay, I’ll admit she has a soft spot for sweets and apples too. Those days of her loving veggies are long gone; it’s now a daily rotation of waffles, goldfish crackers, and PB&J. Meal times have become a challenge, often requiring me to prepare two separate dishes—unless I want to eat cold fries and leftover chicken bits.

I can’t help but feel like I’ve failed. Not because of what my daughter eats—I know this is just a phase, and with patience (and a lot of cleaning up), it will pass. What really stings is that before becoming a mom, I was quick to judge parents with picky eaters. I’d watch those episodes on TV about overweight kids and think the parents were to blame. “You control what they eat!” I’d say, perched high on my judgmental horse.

Oh, how that horse is kicking me now! While it’s true that parents have a say in their children’s diets (I certainly don’t feed her fast food), there are times when choices are limited. Take a road trip from New York to Boston, and it’s just Dunkin’ Donuts or Subway at every rest stop. Seriously, Connecticut?

So to all the parents I once looked down upon for ordering “kids nuggets with fries,” I’m truly sorry. Really. But let’s be honest—those nuggets are a big part of the problem!

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In summary, parenting is a wild ride, filled with unexpected twists and turns—especially when it comes to feeding your little ones. From gourmet baby food to the dreaded frozen nugget, it’s all part of the journey.