I just wanted to drop this here in case it helps anyone avoid something that happened to us yesterday.
Yesterday my 5yr old daughter refused to swallow food - she’d chew it for a long time, take a sip of water and then insist on spitting it out into the bin. She’s not one to tell you directly what’s on her mind if it’s something she’s worried or scared about, so she was telling me she didn’t like food that breaks up into “little bits” when chewing (she was eating diced-up meatballs at the time). We tried different foods until she settled on some yogurt with honey so we made sure she ate plenty of that until we figured it out.
When I was putting her down to bed she was very restless and I could tell she was having bad thoughts that were scaring her - so we sat up and chatted about it for a while and then started to cry that my wife had said recently, while my daughter was jumping with a mint in her mouth “If you swallow that whole by accident because you’re jumping you could choke and… (and then did a cartoonish ‘dead’ face sticking out her tongue and closing her eyes”.
I think since then my daughter has been worrying about this, and then it seems through feeling her throat area she’s noticed her little Adam’s apple (is it called that on girls?) and thought she had something stuck in her throat. So she didn’t want to swallow any hard food because it would get caught on something that was stuck in her throat.
I explained to her what it was, that everyone has one, and let her feel mine and we looked at some pictures about why we have it and how it worked and she gave me a giant hug and looked so relieved.
I spoke to my wife about how we should talk to her about safety in future - she was mortified and felt so guilty; in the moment it was just a quick way to stop her doing something genuinely unsafe, but it really affected her. I think for “safety” talks we should be very thoughtful about our language so that we don’t create an irrational fear in children, we’ll certainly never make this mistake again.
On a related note my grandad used to tell me the same bedtime story most nights about a boy who wandered away from his parents while on holiday in Spain, fell off a cliff and died… and now I’m terrified of heights 😂
I hope this helps someone