This is going to be abit of a rant really as I'm just feeling abit deflated about my 30th birthday next week. Some reasons why:
- I've just spent an hour or more scrolling through and making a list of ideas for my DH, as he asked me what I wanted for my birthday and he didn't know what to get me... more than likely he can't be bothered to look. He has been working 13 on 1 off since the beginning of June, so I get that he hasn't really had time to think of things he could get me. But a few years ago when it was his birthday I made the effort with months of planning and I got him 30 presents. It's not that I'm asking for much but I just wish I didn't have to actually pick out my own gifts.
- I didn't actually have anything planned to do on my actual birthday until a few weeks ago when my mum suggested she would come stay at ours and have DS while me and DH stayed away for the night.
- I'm absolutely looking forward to this night away more than anything, the last time we had a full night away was Feb 2022 when DS was 7 months old. I'm really wanting to just have some nice food within the hotel, have a few drinks and get a good sleep with an actual lie in! Where I don't have to worry about "doing anything" with DH.. but even mother nature has put her oar in as I've just come off my period, when I shouldn't have actually been on until next week 🤦🏼♀️😂
- my dad passed away march 2022 and I'm feeling down about not being able to see him on or around such a big milestone birthday 🥺 💔
- tbh I should be used to the disappointment when it comes to my birthdays by now as it's never gone how I've expected it to since I was young. Majority of the time it being because no one has wanted to bother etc... and it wont be any different this year. 😒