Day 19: Concerns

I was really nervous to get on the scale this morning.  I had beef twice yesterday, I was pretty generous with my servings of vegetables, and (TMI Alert!) I had no BM yesterday.  Much to my surprise, I lost another 0.6 pounds this morning.  I cooked up 14 servings of chicken today so we can try all-chicken for a few days and see how that goes.  


I spent a good part of today frustrated with HS for (what I perceive as) a lack of commitment on his part.  I've been becoming increasingly concerned with his fixation on the "forbidden" foods.  (Remember how he wants to "go Cookie-Monster?")  I keep worrying that he's not as committed to the lifestyle changes that I'm trying to make, and every time he brings up biscuits or birthday cake, my concern deepens.  A visit from the ice cream man set me off today.  We were just finishing up lunch today...or rather, HS and I were done with our chicken, LittleGirl had left the table without finishing her food (and HS had told her not to ask for any snacks), and LittleBoy was (as has been the case recently) refusing to eat much of his food...when HS's eyes lit up.  


"Hear that?" he asked.  "I hear the ice cream truck."



I ignored him.  


"No, really.  If you mute the TV, you'll hear the music," he persisted.


"I don't care!" I snapped back.  "I don't give a rip about the ice cream truck."  


With that, he ran outside and flagged down the ice cream truck and bought both kids frozen treats.  Yeah, both kids who didn't finish their lunches.  And then he didn't understand why I was upset about it.  Besides the fact that LittleBoy was stained red and blue from the Spider-Man pop (literally) dripping with artificial colors, I looked like the mean Mom who didn't want the kids to have a treat.  I don't know if he's trying to live vicariously through them or if he was just trying to be the good guy today, but I was beyond frustrated that he undid a lot of what I've been trying to accomplish with the Littles' eating habits.  


We talked about my concerns after dinner tonight, and HS assures me that he is committed to being successful with the diet and eating healthily afterwards.  I understand that he an entirely set of pressures on him (like friends who can't wait to have "the old HS" back and an office full of potlucks and birthday cakes), so all I can do is keep doing what I'm doing at home and try to be a positive influence.