My wife is currently pregnant, and while I knew cravings were a thing, I genuinely was not prepared for how intense they could get sometimes.
Before anyone asks: yes, I’ve tried to be supportive. I’m the one who cooks most nights, I handle a lot of errands, and I’ve done my best to accommodate whatever random food obsession appears that week. I’ve driven across town late at night for snacks, changed dinner plans at the last second, and even once got dragged out of bed at 3AM to drive 40 minutes to my in-laws’ house because my wife suddenly needed a specific homemade dish from our home country immediately and apparently waiting until morning was impossible.
I didn’t complain at the time because I know pregnancy is rough. But after a few situations like that, I eventually sat her down and told her as gently as possible that while I understood cravings weren’t entirely rational, I also couldn’t keep dropping everything instantly every single time she wanted something.
She agreed and things seemed mostly fine after that.
Now to what happened last night.
I spent over an hour making one of our favorite meals from our home country. It’s basically a pizza-style dish that’s cut into slices and normally shared equally. I also made a fresh salad on the side so we’d each have half of the main dish plus salad for dinner.
Everything was ready, my wife was already seated at the table, and I brought the food out. I set the “pizza” down in front of us, then went back into the kitchen for maybe 20 seconds to grab the salad bowls and drinks.
When I came back… every single slice was gone from the serving tray.
My wife had moved the entire thing onto her plate.
At first I genuinely thought she was joking.
I laughed and said, “Okay very funny, where’s my half?”
But she looked completely serious and said she’d suddenly gotten a really intense craving for it and wanted the whole thing for herself. Then she casually told me I could “just eat the salad tonight.”
I was honestly stunned because this wasn’t takeout or leftovers — I had literally just spent an hour cooking this for both of us.
So I tried to compromise. I told her if the craving was really that bad, fine, she could have almost all of it, but could I at least have ONE slice out of the ten pieces since I made it too and was looking forward to dinner.
She flat-out refused.
She said if I really cared about her pregnancy cravings, I should just let her have it all for one night and eat the salad.
At that point I started getting irritated because it felt less like cravings and more like she just didn’t care that I hadn’t eaten either. I told her it felt rude to completely take over a meal I cooked and refuse to even let me have a single piece.
That’s when she hit me with this:
“Honestly, you should probably stick to salad in general anyway.”
That comment absolutely crushed me.
I’ve struggled with my weight for years and she knows I’ve been trying really hard lately to lose weight in a healthy way. I’ve been making progress slowly, but it’s something I’m deeply insecure about, and she knows that better than anyone.
The second she said it, the entire mood changed.
I got angry, grabbed the plate back from her, and told her if she was going to insult me after I cooked dinner, then she could either apologize or eat the salad herself tonight. Then I took the food outside to the alfresco area and ate alone because I genuinely didn’t trust myself not to say something worse if I stayed there.
Now things are extremely tense between us.
Part of me feels horrible because she’s pregnant and I technically took food away from her, which sounds awful when phrased like that. But another part of me feels like pregnancy cravings don’t justify insulting your partner and refusing to even let them eat one slice of the dinner they cooked.
AITA?