I love my daughter fiercely. I love her with every single ounce of my being. I will lie, cheat and steal for that child. But willingly share a drink with her? Not happening.
I am, by nature, an easily grossed out person. I have been know to violently dry heave at the sight of dog poo. But, motherhood has toughened me up. I have caught vomit in my hands to save a white sofa. I have wiped diarrhea from countless crevices. I have had a baby spit up directly into my mouth. Granted, I may have dramatically gagged my way through those experiences, but hey, I’m only human.
So, back to the backwash thing. It’s not like I blame my kid for being leaving floaties in any drink she consumes, she’s four. And no matter how many times I explain to swallow everything in her mouth before taking a sip, half of the bite inevitably ends up in the bottom of her cup. Gag. Sure, I feel a little guilty when my daughter wants to take a sip out of my water bottle and I quickly hand over an alternate drink. Or when she tells me that I should share my drink and I claim that “I’m sick” or “It’s grown up water” and she has to have her own. But, come on, have you ever picked up your kids’ water bottle and seen what is in there? It’s like some weird petri dish experiment. Sometimes I am baffled by what I catch a glimpse of. You just ate Mac and Cheese, how the hell are there green specks floating around?!
People always wonder why moms are constantly talking about their love of wine and coffee. Maybe it’s because they are two of the drinks that are totally safe from the threat of little kid backwash. Drinks that can be consumed without the risk of hearing those 5 dreaded words, “Mommy, can I have some?”
So, I will continue to pack ridiculous amounts of extra water bottles and obsessively check that her cup is full, so I never am forced to share my drink. I love my daughter more than anything in the world, but that doesn’t mean I want to drink chunky water, even if those chunks come from her adorable mouth.