Cut a lot to reach 3K, hope it still makes sense. Sorry, on mobile. 

So, I've seen quite a few posts by men who want their girlfriends to lose weight. They tend to end up the asshole, usually because there's some element of "lose weight to get hot." This makes me wonder if I'm also an asshole. 

As long as I've known my husband, from the best friend days to the dating days to marriage, he's always had a little extra chub around his middle &amp; thighs. We joke that with our genes combined, our children are going to have unstoppable booty.

For a year-plus now, he's been working a job that sucks the life out of him to make ends meet. A side effect (or perhaps correlative) especially over the last few months has been a bit of a ballooning in his weight. He's now currently at the heaviest he's ever been and still gaining. 

He comes home with swollen ankles and feet, back pain, and he's accidentally ripped his uniform pants twice recently (they went from ill-fitting loose to ill-fitting tight). Obviously I hate how much pain he's in, and give him massages when I can, hot pads, etc.

For bonus context, I'm hitting 8 months pregnant and have also been gaining weight like it's my job. We tell each other that we're chubby pretty frequently and there's a lot of fat fondling in our relationship. 

Sometimes I crave shit I shouldn't eat and will say stuff like, "I want (diabetes inducing processed food), but I'm just gonna get fatter." He'll reply with hugs and something like, "That's okay. You're my cute, chubby (embarrassing pet name) and you're pregnant. Let's get (McNasty YumYums)."

So, I get enabled almost unconditionally to have whatever I crave, but I still try to reel in my cravings so I don't actually eat shit every day. BUT when it comes to grocery shopping trips or my husband's snack cravings, I have found myself much more worried about what he's eating and will try to talk him out of certain purchases sometimes. It's not 100% black and white, but he's basically the perfect support and I'm maybe accepting 50% of the time. 

Most recent example, from last night: We went out to grab donuts because I was craving donuts. As we grab that and milk, my husband asks, "Should we get ice cream too?" (This store sells lactose free ice cream in his favorite flavor.) and I immediately said, "Nah that's going overboard." (We always get enough of my craving food to share fifty-fifty.) He didn't protest and we left. 

I also bring up his weight gain fairly routinely as a point of concern because of his chronic joint pains. While he doesn't seem to mind, I don't know if I'm actually just an asshole and he's got thick skin.

So, given the context, AITA?

Tl;dr: Hubs's got a booty that won't quit, getting thiccer by the day. I'm becoming a veritable baby blimp myself. We both acknowledge our mutual fatness, but only one of us tries to stop the other from eating abject shit. AITA for being a hypocrite and talking to hubs about his weight-gain related health issues? 