[ My issue is the double standard.]
I am so with Beccablue on this one. We women are expected to look fabulous all the time, be supportive,(especially of that fragile male ego that Lissa mentioned), be the perfect wife, mother, helper, whatever, be the best cook, best hostess, love all the in-laws, handle most if not all of the domestic stuff, housework, kids, homework, etc and what are they expected to do? Go to work everyday, pay the bills and sit on the couch with a beer in one hand and the tv remote in the other? I listen to alot of Christian talk radio. So many of these shows lately have dealt with what a wife's responsibility is,and what her husband should reasonably expect from her. I've heard very little about what a wife should expect from her husband. It seems to me that they can be critical of us, how we look, what we do, but the first sign of our being critical of them and they hit the roof. My hubby is a wonderful man, and he treats me like a queen most of the time. But, when he gets critical he knows exactly where to aim the sharpest arrows. I want to strike back with stupid things like his hair loss, or that his jeans aren't quite as small as they used to be, but then I have to ask myself if that momentary satisfaction is worth dealing with his dented ego afterward. So, what is the answer, do we women just suck it up and concentrate on the times we're treated like a queen when he gets that way? Did God wire us that way to just take it? Would we take it from a stranger? Would we take it from other family members? I know I've veered some from the weight issue, but the double standard comes into play in alot of areas of our lives, so forgive me.
Sound a bit frustrated and grumpy, don't I??
To head back a bit toward the original weight topic, I have been on a low carb eating plan for the better part of a year. I've lost from a size 16 to a 10. I'm very happy at this size. I started this eating plan for me, not hubby, not friends, I just wanted to look and feel better. I rarely use the scales, because I tend to get hung up on the numbers. . I'm 5'4", and last time I was on the scale, (a month or so ago) I weighed 175. My head just about exploded!! How can I be a size 10 and weigh that much???? A dear friend reminded me that muscle wieghs more than fat, so that did help me not to get completely depressed. Living on the farm there's always some physical activity to do, plus I clean houses and that's physical, and I exercise. So, yeah, there's muscle there. But, I like knowing size 10 better than 175lbs.
Okay, I guess I've vented long enough. Thanks for letting me.