With a family of nine, birthdays come around all the time. Yesterday was my husband John’s birthday and last night we celebrated in our usual fashion. The kids decorated the dining room like a diner, complete with a lighted sign and a little corner table. They had a cash register on the buffet and a tip jar in case anyone wanted to contribute!! They did such a great job.
He chose Swiss Cheese Chicken (recipe linked)as his birthday meal, which, if you don’t mind a little cream of mushroom soup, is actually a pretty healthy dish. And for dessert he asked for a Tunnel of Fudge cake. If you make it right, when you cut into it, the cake has a fudgy center. Quite yummy, and since we have so many people, everyone can have one piece today and one piece tomorrow and then the cake is all gone!
We all love our spouses of course, but when I think of John, I often think of how supportive he was during my obese years. Even at my highest weight he never made me feel like a fatty. Instead he always encouraged me (prodded actually) to look the best I could look. He was always trying to get me to buy some new clothes or try a new hairstyle. No matter how self depreciating I was about myself, he never joined in and made me feel bad about myself.
Even then I couldn’t believe he still thought I was attractive. I felt like a cow 99% of the time, but I suppose he didn’t see the same thing in the mirror that I did. All I saw were the ugly hips, thighs, and abdomen but he saw inside. I still appreciate that about him.
As I tried diet after diet, he was always encouraging and willing to help me. And when I fell off every wagon I got up on, he never criticized me when I said, “Let’s go to McDonald’s for a snack of fries and a chocolate shake.” Instead he just went with me, and never said a word about the quick failure of that particular diet.
None of us is perfect in any relationship, but he really did his best to prop up my self esteem during those really dark years.
I often wonder if I would have been as supportive of him as he was of me. I hope so!!
So on this, his birthday weekend, I just wanted to say Happy Birthday to my hubby! Can’t wait to see what this year holds for our family. Diane