Gah my husband is shit at birthdays. Well, relatively speaking he isn't - he doesn't forget, he makes an effort to get me a gift and gets the kids to as well. He will make dinner and get me a cake (if I ask for one) amd write me a lovely card. So in the grand scheme of things he's lovely. But he's juat so unenthusiastic about it, it feels like he has to be strong armed into it and he can't wait for it not to be a birthday any more. What I want more than anything on my birthday is a fuss. Just to be made a fuss of, enthusiastically. That's it. But he hates that and won't do it. So I end up feeling sad and shortchanged even though objectively I'm very lucky. It's just instead of a gift i'd like him to be excited about my birthday, to organise something or coddle me a little bit.
I know i know, im very lucky and I should be grateful. I just hate feeling like I have to ask for my birthday to be made special, and like by asking I'm giving him a huge chore. Moan over. I will appreciate my present and give myself a mental slap round the face.