Supportive partners/spouses/SOs/families

He nodded politely when I first started losing weight.
If he is making dinner he checks if mine has to be weighed.
He bought me the scales to weigh my food.
He brings protein powder home for me if it is on sale at Costco, even if I am not out.
He bought me a year pass at our rec centre.
He doesn't mind doing dinner when I am using my pass and not making dinner.
He comes to aqua fit once a week to keep me company.
He calls me little mermaid because I was brave enough to go swimming in the deep end in my own last week, and swam 10 laps after 1 week of building up to it.
Cheers when I tell him I can dead lift an Oly bar ( no weight on it, but hey, I tried).

I could go on and on, but basically he has let me do my own thing, not complained, and supported quietly.

Cheers, h.

My hubby stops at a special shop to buy fresh produce for me every week. He is not a fan of most veggies & fruit, so I know he does this just for me. He has been encouraging me ever since I began making changes, and he has been trying to make some changes, too. And he gets almost as excited about my little victories as I do.

ETA: Oh! And when we went to see Mission Impossible, he surprised me at the start of the movie, with a little treat bag filled with exactly 15 g of pepitas. So cute!

Brother convinced me to start kick boxing where I was told about mfp.

Brother and I joined a gym.

To counter the supportive side because that would be too kind a post and even though he wouldn't read this post his head would get bigger.

Brother has started complaining that I'm too skinny and runt like, trying to get me to gain muscles.

Hubby does most of the cooking. We share shopping duties. His favorite foods are fruits (watermelon especially) so he cuts them up and put them in containers for me. We go to the same gym but at different locations.

My husband points out during um intimate times that he can feel my muscles and tells me that they turn him on even more.
He has started slapping my bum in public saying that I look awesome.
He weighs all the ingredients and writes them down if he's cooking so I can enter them into my diary.
The best part though? He tells me every day that he loves me regardless. But he is so proud of me

My boyfriend has been quite supportive of me through both the highs and lows I've gone through since I have started this process.

He suggests more active things for us to do together. Instead of just sitting around watching TV we go for walks.
He sends me cheesy motivational memes as a way to cheer me on.
He isn't afraid to give me a reality check when I need it.

I think my husband is supportive largely because he respects what I'm doing, it makes sense to him, it doesn't seem like some lame nonsensical diet I learned about from Oprah or some magazine or from an infomercial or some alarmist half-wit selling a book or a blender or a juicer.

He likes that I can lose weight and have ice cream or Twinkies or chocolate or cheeseburgers or diet coke everyday, because of CICO. I mention *diet* coke because of a funny conversation he had with his mother recently, where she informed him that she learned from the internet that diet coke's artificial sweeteners actually make people fat and advised we should switch to regular coke. She was apparently convinced this is so and my husband apparently got really annoyed by her advice and her reasoning.

It's funny, though, whenever he goes shopping with me, he'll read the label of items he is interested in to "check the calories and macros." (His words.) That he is considering these things before putting something in the cart is somewhat supportive of me I think, but also I think he's enjoying knowing the calorie and macro breakdown of food items for its own sake now. Because it makes sense to him to consider these things.

He is supportive in other ways, but this is getting long already, don't want to write a novel here on how wonderful I think my man is.

My sister:
Helped IMMENSELY me financially
Has been helpful for my self esteem, especially when it came to what I wore.
Encouraged me to not give up after my car accident and honestly just made me feel better by coming by everyday
Introduced me to MFP years ago
Was supportive with me getting rehab and other things when the rest of my family insisted I would be fine, despite what my doctors had been saying
Isn't afraid to tell me when something looks bad
Aside from comments about disliking the smell of sardines, she doesn't try and make me feel weird about getting smaller portions / weighing out my food

My mom:
Bought different health foods for me in the beginning
Agreed to take me to the park when I wasn't able to drive
Gave me a reality check when I was going too far with how little I was eating

My dad has said a few nice things, but he also tries to take credit for my loss, says discouraging things, like "I don't want you getting fat again" ,and still calls me gorda sometimes.

I'm not sure you want to ask me this, I can talk all day about how wonderful my husband is lol from the beginning he was always 100% supportive, he gets super excited with me over every ounce lost lol he even goes over my photos I take every ten pounds lost with me and helps me see clearly which areas are smaller or more toned. He has always told me many times a day how much he loves me and how proud of me he is. He goes out of his way to weigh my food if I'm busy cooking so I can log accurately, he tells me everything I cook is wonderful, he goes shopping with me to buy goal clothes whenever I want, he goes to the gym with me whenever possible, and he has decided to join me on having a healthier lifestyle instead of just supporting it and has already lost 6 pounds so far! I'm very proud of him, he's my best friend and I could never love anyone else the way I love that incredible man