Originally Posted by vigilant20
I don't see why she would be handling the meat in the first place if she has that big of a problem with it. She really sounds like she's being unreasonable. You are respecting her choice to be a vegetarian. She needs to do the same for your choice of diet.
I do respect his choice. Before he came along, I was single and veg for 5 yrs. I had meat in my home maybe 2x per yr for the kids. Everyone was okay w/that. I had one child who was veg, whom Steve has talked into eating meat. So now I watch my 6 yo eating what I believe to be crap. That bothers me! I fed his boys veggie meatballs one day, and they always ask for that now they loved it so much. I see Steve as the only one who has a problem w/no meat here.
And yes I feed my children healthy (with the exception of sugar cereals currently b/c they were recently on sale for $1 per box LOL). They have sandwiches, fruit, 100% juice in their lunches everyday. I buy almost only 100% whole wheat vegan bread.
I currently am using my drug of choice, sugar, b/c I'm stressed out of my mind. Steve and I are newly married w/7 children b/w us. We just bought a house. And I'm finishing nursing school.
He's diabetic and I've asked several times for him to make an appt w/the dietician so I can go too and learn what is okay for him to eat.
I have offered a sugar-free household if it tempted him, but he said it was fine. He doesn't have an "issue" w/sugar.
I guess I don't see why he can't get his meat when he's out of the house. He's only here for dinner.
I thought I found the ideal meal for both of us... whole wheat tortillas, seasoned refried beans, and soft taco fixin's. Then he said he felt it wasn't even really his house b/c he wanted ground beef and not refried beans.
I am at a loss. I never imagined it would be this kind of an issue. We love each other and are really trying.
It didn't seem to occur to any of you... LOL... but the reason I was pulling that meat out of the fridge mon night was b/c I am also a nice, willing person and was going to cook it. He is great and willing to cook all of it. But that doesn't really change the fact that there is meat in the home. And "some" did not spill. A minimum of one cup of meat liquids splattered across the entire kitchen floor, appliances, and worst of all on my legs where I felt it immediately seeping into my jeans. In that moment, I just felt so incredibly alone. I cannot believe I have to have that carnage and bacteria in my home.