Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Today is my birthday. So far it's 7:30 PM and it sucked.
We had a New Years Eve Party at our house last night, which was a lot of fun. We had a great time. BUT I woke up hungover- which isn't the bad part, my hubby woke up hungover and with the flu. Great. Thankfully they did a little cleaning up last night so the house wasn't a total write off. But on MY BIRTHDAY I get up and vacuumed and mopped the floor because I was tired of stepping on crumbs and in sticky stuff. Then on MY BIRTHDAY, I cleaned up the kitchen and did the dishes that wouldn't fit into to the dishwasher.
I hadn't had breakfast yet and the kitchen was still so full of bottles and left over snacks that I didn't want to make breakfast so I went to Mcdonalds to gram a couple McMuffins. I don't get them very often and I was very excited about it! I figured it was MY BIRTHDAY so I deserved it. Well when I got there they had their lunch menus up! I didn't even think to check the time. It was 12:30!! So not wanting lunch, I went to Tim Hortons. Big mistake!! The line was so long! It was insane!!! I waited 20 minutes before I got out of there with 2 bagels with cheddar cheese and bacon. I really didn't want to make my own food.
All while all of this is happening, hubby is in bed sleeping and whining about how sick he is and that he needs to throw up but nothing comes out and wants me to feel if he has a fever. Great the Man Flu!
So every year for my birthday my mom cooks me dinner and makes me cup cakes. So dinner was going to be early at 3pm. We still had to pick up our son from hubbys' parents house and get to my moms where baby girl was.
We do make it there. Hubby looks like death. I ask him if he is going to be able to eat and he says no. I tell him to go lay down. We eat my birthday dinner and my parents give me a card with $100. On of the few highlights of the day. I wake hubby in an hour when it's time to leave, and he can barely move. I go to the store on the way home and get him more medicine.
Finally after I got home, unpacked the kids stuff, started a load of laundry, tidyed up a little, and changed a poopy bum , I went to have a bath. No questions- I just went.
This is not the way I thought today would go. Did I mention that I never got a gift from hubby or the kids? He says that he was going to get me a gift certificate for a spa, but every time he went they weren't open.
My expectations on my birthday are that I don't have to handle the kids, clean or cook, and a little gift would be nice. I feel like this is the one day that I should get whatever I want and I got nothing I wanted. Even Mothers day I don't get to do what I want because we also have to go see our mothers and mother in-law.
Call me spoiled if you want. Call me a Princess, but I wanted more out of MY BIRTHDAY.