It's my birthday today. My husband sent me a text message at 7.05 saying just "happy birthday xxxx".
He doesn't normally make an effort for my birthday anyway, so I know there will be no suprises this evening...infact he's even told me he won't be coming home until about 11pm. My brother and SiL will probably bring a cake around with my nieces this evening (as it happens every year).
I told him last night that his yearly birthday present to me is an eye full of tears...because it really is.
DH is wonderful in every other way - does alot around the house, cooks and cleans to help me...tells me to eat first and looks after the baby if he is crying etc...
AIBU to expect a bit more, or should I be thankful that I have a good 364 days of the year?