My Gym Mommy Treats Me Like A Kid- -

We had a good talk, and I think we're starting to find that balance. She's still my Gym Mommy, and I love her for it. But I'm glad we're working on me becoming a healthier, more independent adult - in her eyes, at least.

The other day, I came home from work and she was in the living room, sipping on a protein shake. She looked up at me and said, "Okay, sweetie, I made you a healthy snack. You need to refuel after a long day at work." And she handed me a container of cottage cheese and fruit. My Gym Mommy Treats Me Like A Kid-

But she insisted. "No, no, no. You need to eat this. It's good for you. You can't just survive on coffee and junk food all day." And she proceeded to spoon-feed me the cottage cheese like I was a toddler. We had a good talk, and I think

I sighed and finished the snack, feeling like a kid again. I know she means well, but sometimes I wish she could just treat me like an adult. The other day, I came home from work

I felt like I was going to lose it. "Mom, stop! I'm 25 years old. I can take care of myself. You don't have to feed me like a baby anymore."