I blew up at my husband on Saturday. I informed him that he's not being very supportive of my lower-carb lifestyle. You may not want to finishing reading this post because it's pretty much a rant on trying to get a little more support here on the homefront.
First of all, let me just say that I'm not a shrinking violet. I'm very good a voicing my needs -- usually in a way that's calm and polite. But I've had it! Earlier in the week my husband infromed that he's tired of having meat with meals. Really? That's nice. Because I'm tired of making meals.
I guess that part of the problem here at home is that I'm here at home. I'm an at-home mom, and making dinner falls under my responsibilities. When I suggested that he help out more with meals, he brought up the fact that he works, and that we'd have to change our meal time. That would have been fine, but what his body language and expression really said was, "I'm the worker. You're the cook. You're home all day. You should cook the meals."
I've told my husband that it's really hard to make foods that aren't healthy for me to eat. I have a hard time resisting cookies, cakes, breads, etc. that I've made myself. He hasn't offerend any solutions. But he did say that he wanted to have meals with more bread.
Yesterday, after my blow-up, he even said that he doesn't think that my diet is supported by the Word of Wisdom. I was livid! First of all, I was ticked off because he has taken zero interest in trying to find out more about my health issues. A few days ago when I was gushing about how great I've been feeling, he rained on my parade. He pointed out that in the past I'd get excited about a health diagnosis or lifestyle change and then after a few months be right back to feeling crappy again. At the time I just shrugged off his pessimism. I told him that I thought I'd found the root cause of so much of my health problems -- fluctuating blood sugar levels and hormone variations caused by sugar/carbohydrate consumption. And because I'd found the root of the problems and had been seeing such great results, I was optimistic that my health could be permanently improved.
But my husband isn't on the same page. If he were, he'd have read my post on the study I made of the Word of Wisdom and how it relates to my diet. But no. He hasn't read ANYTHING that pertains to low-carb living. I've discussed some premises of the books I've been reading with him, explained how I feel so much better when I eat fewer carbohydrates, but he has not taken the initiative to read any of the books or articles himself. (Note: I did print off three past posts from this blog which I gave to him. If he reads them he'll have a better idea where I'm coming from.)
The emotions I'm feeling the most are anger and hurt. My husband's lack of interest in learning more about low-carb eating makes me feel like he doesn't care about my health. Like I'm on my own. His comments about being tired of eating meat with meals make me feel unappreciated. I'm especially hurt that he'd poll the kids and get their support to back-up his reduced meat at meals position.
I'm sure that we'll get past this rough spot in the road, but it's going to take a while. (You know how long road repairs can take.)