It’s my birthday today. I’ve not had a birthday celebration in 4 years (friends hen party weekend/c section/baby’s first birthday/sil’s hen party this weekend) so I guess people have on the whole forgotten.
I am away Friday to Sunday for SIL hen so can’t go out this weekend, last weekend was DC’s birthday party and the weekend after is another friends birthday party.
So while I am away this weekend, DH has organised a massive BBQ for him and all of our friends at our house. Lovely. It’s the celebration I would have been at if I hadn’t been roped in to this hen (which I couldn’t say no to, as it’s his sister). I guess I’ll just see all the pics of my mates having a great time without me on FB.
So this morning, I thought I might get a card or what not. Nope. Awoke to dc2 screaming, while DH has his bath. I made my own coffee, breakfast, the kids breakfasts, asked where my cards where, DP quickly ran out with the kids to write them. We can’t go out tonight because we haven’t got babysitters and even if we did, we’d have to be up at 6am.
Am I expecting too much?