09/27/2026
I’m making myself a PB sandwich to take to my daughter’s game because I know exactly how this story goes…
I don’t pack myself anything.
I get hungry.
I tell myself, “I’ll just grab something when we get there.”
Then suddenly I’m standing on the sidelines eating:
✋ 8 Goldfish
✋ half a granola bar
✋ a pack of fruit snacks
✋ the leftover crackers nobody wanted
✋ and approximately 7 bites of someone else’s sandwich
And somehow I’m supposed to call that lunch. 😂
This isn’t about being “good” or “prepared” or making the perfect nutrition choice.
It’s about recognizing that I’m a person who needs to eat, too.
Especially when you’re a busy parent, it can be really easy to spend all your energy making sure everyone else has snacks, water, sunscreen, cleats, jackets, and approximately 47 other things…
…and forget yourself.
So yes, I’m packing the PB sandwich.
Because feeding myself doesn’t need to be complicated.
And honestly? Peanut butter + bread is a pretty damn solid place to start. 🥜🍞
Save this as your reminder to pack your food, too.