Tuesday, November 15, 2022

FOOD PROBLEM SOLVING

 The reason food is a big deal for children coming into care is pretty simple.

After the basics of air and water, food is the next most important thing.

Children of all shapes and sizes are brought into care for all manner of reasons, but there are some common factors.

We had a girl stay with us, her father was starting a ten-year prison sentence for what he did to the girl's older sister. The father and the mother were both profoundly deaf and had learning difficulties. Social workers discovered that they had a cooker in the kitchen with four hobs, an oven and an overhead grill, which had never been used, not once in 10 years. They only ate take-away, which they sometimes re-heated in the microwave.

We had another girl, a mother and baby (it's now called parent and child). This girl was a sofa-surfer. Thrown out by her mother on her 16th birthday (her child benefit was stopped so she was no use to the mother). She had only ever been served deep fried food. The mother had a deep fat fryer in the kitchen and everything - every single meal - was dropped into this vat of oil for 5 minutes. Since being chucked out of her own home the girl had come to rely on what she called 'ding meals'. A ding meal is a readymade meal or a pasty or a suasage roll, cooked in the microwave.

An eight-year-old boy was expected to cater for himself, so he lived on biscuits and crisps. But he'd creep downstairs early in the morning if his mother had used takeaways the night before because she always left the boxes and wrappers scattered around when she went to bed, and he might find some leftover chips or a half eaten burger. Pizza crusts were his favourite food.

And on I could go.

The only chid we ever had who was used to a proper diet was a lad who had been in foster care for several years. There'd been some sort of incident at his foster home, caused by a jealous relative of the carer, meaning he had to come stay with us while it was investigated. His carer was a wonderful ex-army officer, who knew how to serve up meat and two veg.

So the job is to wean them off bad practice, and feed their body and soul.

You have to work out ways to get them to like three cooked sit-down meals at weekends and a pre-packed lunch or school meal on weekdays, bookended by a sit-down breakfast and tea.

Luckily, the first few weeks after they arrive is the traditional 'honeymoon' period where they lack the confidence and trust in our response to rebel.

I find pasta and Dolmio a godsend, to them it's almost a fast food. I serve home-made pizza and bear the inevitable unfavourable comparisons to Dominos. My pizza's have hidden vegetables beneath the cheese. Sausages and chips work well, the vegetable needs to be baked beans, but you can try sweetcorn or a wee side salad.

I never dish up their plate for them. I put the food on the table in bowls and they're free to spoon whichever ingredients they want onto their plate. This goes down really well.All foster chidren, and I do mean all, love a bit of control.

My proudest trick is to put a bowl of fruit in their room and tell them it's theirs. The banana and handful of grapes go first then the apple. I don't put an orange in any more; they often don't know what it is or how to eat it.

Do I ever serve them rubbish? Of course! That what weekends are for. Depending on the age of the child, fish and chips or sausage and chips is the regular Friday night treat, and if Saturday night is a Disney animation it's Dominos.

Sunday lunch is Sunday lunch. A roast, green beans and carrots and of course roast potatoes. As long as there's a bucket of Bisto gravy it gets eaten, especially as it's the one meal where I serve a dessert. Nothing fancier than a big spoonful of vanilla or cholcolate ice cream, and there's never EVER any threat of "Finish your main plate or there's no pudding."

Snacks between meals need thought. I keep cans of diet coke at the back of the top shelf in the fridge, and they're for earned treats and emergencies. There are also crisps and biscuits, but I try to steer them onto rice cakes and a banana. The snack urge is most prevalent on coming home from school. I get my retaliation in first "Tea is at  half past five, would you like me to make you something to hold you?" If I get a yes, it's marmite or peanut butter toast.

At weekends they'll often try for a biscuit or crisps out of sheer boredom, I find that keeping them busy helps with those hunger pains.

If the foster mum or dad gets the battle of wits right, the child feels a) a new confidence that food is not being controlled by someone unreliable or sudden b) their sugar and carb intakes level out c) their growing bodies breathe a sigh of relief.

One thing worth adding; the fostering food bill is on the up. What with the economic situation we're all facing we're using up every scrap of food. Leftover meals and mysterious soups are regulars on our menu and we're hunting the best deals for takeaways, while also reducing the number of them. One last thing; we're cutting down on meat. We've found that by varying the pasta shapes and sauces it can be served three or four times a week. My current lot prefer green pesto to Dolmio, and are happy with spaghetti and grated cheese plus an egg stirred in so long as you announce its "Spaghetti Carbonara".

And let them skip washing-up duties, especially if it's 'spaghetti carbonara'. No-one wants to wash up a cheese grater clogged full of cheddar.

Next time; budgeting Christmas in fostering.


3 comments:

  1. This seems to be the one common denominator in all foster children - food issues. We're currently dealing with a picky eater. Issues include that all our cheese is wrong. Too pale, too floppy, too tough, too orange... Mom confirmed we are using the same brands she does so its likely about control not taste or texture. We're just rolling with it and have taken cheese off the menu for now. Thank god for Sausage rolls (not sausages, they don't like those weirdly - but a good old Greggs is different - safe, easy and predictable!).

    I am sure you've also dealt with challenging table manners too, we're pretty relaxed about it while the kids settle in then gradually start making suggestions. We had to draw the line at a 10 year old trying to eat their Sunday dinner with only their hands though - Gravy all over him and the table - turns out they'd never been given a knife at home, and no-one cut up their meat or Yorkshires for them so picking it up with hands to rip into with their teeth was the norm. He was most relieved when we offered to help with the cutting, and after mastering the knife a bit he glowed when his table manners were praised at a local Carvery.

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  2. Very interesting comments Anon. Yes, there have to be limits to table behaviour. We had a child who would suddenly stand on their chair and pur their glass of water over their head. We delved into this and it turned out that having cold water poured over her had been a punishment for wetting the bed, and she was working this tyrauma out of her system. But at first acquaintance it was unacceptable.
    In fostering we have to roll with a lot, and food is a real case in point.
    Sounds like you're doing a great job all round.
    ps, Small tip, we bought a couple of sets of chidren's cutlery for when we had smaller children stay, it really made a difference.
    pps Talk of Yorkshires always makes me hungry….

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  3. We had one poor little person who had only ever been given liquids - mostly milk - when they came into care at nearly 3 years old. We met them a bit later, at 4 - still very malnourished and thin. I remember our celebrations when they put on a few kg in our first months together 😊. Even as a wonderful, healthy eater now they're older, with a big age appropriate appetite, during stressful times they go back to food hoarding and gorging - food insecurity is so, so hard to overcome. I love all your suggestions, thank you!

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