Here’s one for you… my future step-son, Trey, is 9… and is trying to make healthy choices unbearable.
He comes here to visit Jerry, my boyfriend, on most weekends. We’re leaning towards every other weekend because of the long distance driving involved.
Anyway, Trey is overweight and doesn’t want to do anything about it until he gets teased… and then he cries and begs for help. He gained a lot of weight in one school year, most probably because his parents are going through divorce and that’s a coping mechinism for him.
When we try to help Trey to make healthy choices, he whines, pouts, and throws those passive/aggressive fits that everyone here has probably experienced at some point. It’s gotten so bad, that we’ve decided to only go out to one restaurant over the course of the weekend, so that he doesn’t make it a terrible experience for all involved.
He actually called his mother at 6 in the morning on Sunday to complain that he was hungry, and that we weren’t feeding him. He implied that if he went to get something from the kitchen, that it would be stealing food, and that we had told him as much. Of course we didn’t! That’s nutty! We just don’t have all the sugary cereals, junk food, and sugary sodas that he wants to consume - all the time, all day, he’s always hungry or thirsty. Usually when we pass a sign or a restaurant, or if he sees a commercial on TV.
We went to the gym yesterday around noon - but for breakfast, we had cheerios, skim milk, and fruit. He wouldn’t eat the fruit - shocker - but we only offered him one bowl. He didn’t ask for another, which was a bit of a relief… as we are trying to help him with what he said he wanted.
After the gym, where he swam and did the rock wall and played with other kids in the gym and on the obsticle course in the water, we went out to the Olive Garden for a late lunch. This was when the proverbial poop hit the fan, as Trey’s mother sent a text message to Jerry telling him about the 6am phone call from Trey r/e lack of food.
Jerry was so upset! He had been trying to help his son do what he had asked, and yet his son was telling lies of ommission to his mother DURING the course of a divorce. Trey doesn’t understand how these little white lies can go in the court process. He just wants, as Cartman of SOUTH PARK would say, his cheezy-poofs and snacky-cakes.
Needless to say, lunch was ruined. Trey pouted and made it well known that he was unhappy with his banging of this and slurping of that… because he knows it makes me sick to hear loud noises of people eating. We didn’t make any attempt to stop him, as he won’t eat vegetables, so he ordered the Fetticini Alfredo from the kids menu. When the man was putting on the parmassian cheese, he asked Trey to tell him when to stop. He literally shred half of that small block of cheese that they have in those hand-held shreaders before Trey said “stop”.
If we offer him salad, he only wants croutons or black olives. I have to sneak any kind of vegetable into his foods, such as omletes and stir frys and juices. I feel bad for doing it on one level, but he asked for help, and so on the other level I don’t feel so bad.
I agree with all of the points that paperboy put out above… they’re all valid and good ideas. Communication, enviornment, support structure, and knowing yourself and your limitations. All good things. You can’t force your loved one to make changes, even if they have asked you for help. Sometimes people buck against authority figures, even subconscieously.
You’re wife is a grown, thinking, loving adult. She will no doubt support you if you are able to express yourself, support whatever decisions she makes for herself, and find a way to support your way of thinking. You’ve got a great support network here on MTM! We’re all rooting for you!
As for the situation with Trey, I’ll leave that decision to his Father. When asked my opinion, I said that Jerry and his Ex should figure out how they want to approach Trey’s eating, be consistant, and communicate with each other. Obviously Trey wanted his mother to take him to eat something right away that wasn’t good for him. She did cave in a little, bringing him roast beef and mashed potatoes with gravy to eat ON THE DRIVE HOME. He had literally just eaten an hour before, but he asked her to bring him food on his phone call.
If Jerry wants to give him junk food, that’s fine with me. I would just ask that he do it outside of the home and my eyesight, as I have a hard time resisting certain goodies (like chips and ice cream and cake).
I just hope that food isn’t the LOVE ME MORE token that is dangled in front of Trey’s eyes by his parents. The real loser here is Trey… but it’s not for me to say.
What I can control? Myself.. and I want some water with lemon in it before lunch!
Cheers,
~ Josette ~