it's my 30th birthday today.
My family have forgotten that it's my 30th.
My friends, for the most part, have forgotten that it's my birthday. (not my 'OMG' pals if you're reading this and feeling aggrieved :o)
Some family have also forgotten the birthday aspect of the day, not just the 30th.
My sister (who forgot my 21st) thought I was 29 today, so I am erring towards forgiveness there... :o
My parents have said that my birthday isn't important anymore because I have children now (am 24 weeks with DC2), which is fine. I won't stop sending them nice presents and cards, and plotting stuff for their 60th birthdays, but can see where they are coming from I suppose. Alright, I really can't see their viewpoint at all, it's odd to me.
I am just wondering if it's grasping/entitled/other MN buzzwords to be a bit miffed that I have had a couple of cards and a few FB messages, but nothing from my brother, grandmother, other relatives (aunts mainly), close friends? I would have liked a couple of cards/text messages, that's all.
I am talking about friends/family whose birthdays I always remember btw, and who I send cards/presents (where appropriate) to. People who I make an effort for, because I love/like/tolerate them.
(DH has made a big effort btw, and DS is totally unaware of the whole thing, except for the cake in the house which he had his beady eyes on all morning. And one of my friends made the effort to hand deliver a card yesterday, which was really lovely of her, and I am very touched by that. So I feel very loved and fortunate to have them being nice to me :))
AIB massively U to feel this way?