Bad Wife

Sometimes I feel like a bad wife. You know all the stereotypes of cooking dinner, having it ready when the husband gets home, clean house, done by me, sex 5 times a day, breakfast ready when he wakes up, etc. Now, I know a lot of that was old school crap, but I think there is some validity to some of it.

Obviously, I am an individual and a woman and not lesser than Daimian. Yet, my husband loves it when I make him dinner. Tonight we had steamed broccoli, creamy mashed potatoes, and garlic, baked chicken. He loved it. Told me it was delicious and kissed me. Last Wednesday, he was at work all day, so I cleaned the house. I did the laundry, dishes, swept the floor, tidied up, organized our office, and got rid of some of the wedding stuff I still had. Usually, he is the one who is making breakfast, but we won't mention that. And the sex... well no need to mention that either.

The biggest reason I feel like a bad wife is because I feel responsible for Daimian's weight gain since we met. Yes, he is a 21 year old man who can make, and has made, his own choices concerning food and exercise. But I was always the one who suggested the restaurants we went to, begged him if we could go out and went to Burger King instead of Subway. I whined and complained about working out until I convinced him not to work out either.

P.S. I am not a horrible person for saying that Daimian has gained weight - he'll tell you. We have talked about it.

Anyways, when I watched him work out, and he told me how much he hated it, I felt horrible. He lost so much weight and I put it back on him.

So I made him a healthy meal tonight, encouraged him to work out and this, above anything else - breakfast/dinner ready, sex, clean house - helping him regain his life and lose this weight is what makes me a good wife.