So we've had a pretty shitty month, in court over a teacher assaulting our disabled child, he was found not guilty because of the horrendous web of lies he span. I was the one on the stand giving evidence on behalf on my non-verbal DS and I know for a fact I haven't processed how bloody traumatic it was.
As well as that, my DS has gotten really violent towards me over the last 2 months, he's strangled and punched me and really made it difficult to look after him by myself (he's 5 and severely autistic).
I've been feeling so numb over it all, I've done as much as I can though. I've reached out and requested a social worker, I've made appointments with different therapies, done all the tasks the social worker suggested, started doing the EHCP plan for our youngest DS and organised all his SALT appointments and taken him to them. I've made sure my own medication for depression and anxiety has been adjusted so I can get through this period.
Obviously I've also been working full time, thankfully I work from home most of the time so I can be a bit more flexible. Anyway, on Friday I finally got a promotion! It's been a few months since it was first mentioned and I've been working SO hard to make sure all the upper management agreed that I should get it. I've even been down to London this month to 'show my face' in the London office and make a really good impression.
My DH has congratulated me, said he's proud of me and really happy but literally nothing else. No card, no flowers, not even a little 'Congrats to my wife' post on Instagram (I know, social media is a lie and doesn't matter blah blah blah). I feel like stamping my foot and shouting that I want some recognition!
For context, he's self employed but every major milestone in his development I've made a big deal about, I've actually gotten him two trophies made! I've also made sure there's cake and maybe a takeaway for dinner and even a little 'Proud of my husband' thing on social media (I know, it's sickening, but we don't get to see our friends ever because of caring for 2 disabled kids).
He is truly wonderful in every way, he's the main 'physical' carer for the boys because they're too fast and strong for me most of the time, he's an amazing dad and we spend 24/7 with each other so he's a pretty amazing husband as well. I just get so tired of being the one who does all the 'brain work'. He's got his own money, it wouldn't have killed him to organise a tiny little surprise would it? It was my birthday 2 weeks ago and I ordered and bought my own bloody cake so it's not as if I usually wallow in self pity.
Am I being completely unreasonable? Should a congratulations be enough? We're both adults, I know this, I'm not usually materialistic. I don't know, I can't even rationalise why I'm feeling so bloody down about this
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HereForTheHelp · 01/02/2020 23:59
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