To expect to be acknowledges on Mothers day.

[Sushipaws]

This is my first year as a mother, so I expected DH to acknowledge that maybe I was doing a good job raising his DD. I made a few hints and we even went and bought something for our Mum's together.

He didn't even need to get me something, he just needed to let me have a lie in and tell me "Happy Mothers Day". But here I am, up with DD and he's still in bed.

Grrrrrrrrrrr, he's such a selfish wanker. I need ways to punish him (that don't involve putting antifreeze in his wine )

I am also up with ds, just getting out of bed and leaving me in bed for half an hour would have done the trick. Grumble away I'm sure we are not the only ones.

Nope...you aren't the only ones, I'm up too...kids all got grumbled at, so they pestered me instead...then DD2 decided she would go and make her own brekkie, and as she is only 2, I got up! Happens every year, so I'm not even cross, I'm always promised a lie-in but it never materialises. He will feel bad later though, so I'll just milk that for a while!

I am aup to with dd 2... but i have no excuse as i am single parent... buit i f i was with someone to be honest i would expect breakfast in bed and sunday papers.. and kids taken out for morning... maybe thats why i am single i am clearly to demanding....

My DH has just flown off on some skiing jolly with work (on the pretence of a "Winter conference") so no chance of any tea in bed then (but as he has always said- "your not my mother are you")

Having said that dd2 has just bought me a glass of orange and a piece of toast in bed and I am now awaiting lots of lovely bits of tat presents she bought in the mother's day sale at school, which she is wrapping up as I type!

I suspect that sadly you'll have a lot of people empathising with you on here....such is the crappiness of our dh/dps.

Dh has gone into work - he's been on call all week, so starts 7.30am and finishes 7-8pm...so his excuse is "the shops have been closed when I've been finished work"
HOWEVER, he was offf work the entire previous week with us and I dropped so many hints about having to be organised etc........and still, here I am with.......a card. Hastily made brekkie using the dregs of the breadbasket because it didn't enter his head to buy anything in.
Oh and get this, like all the other wives/dps I've bought his mum's present and her flowers, and he's set off early into work so he can drop them round to her...how sweet!
Fuming doesn't come near it. I even had to get up and do ds1s homework wtih him so that dh could get ready in time to make the 'brekkie' and get over to his mums.
So the thrilling day I have in store is a kids party in a soft play centre for ds1s friend at lunchtime
THankfully my mum came to the rescue and suggeted we went there for a nice tea...at least my mum can be relied upon eh?

I'm up alone and tidying the house from last night, loading dishwasher etc etc. After 16 years as a mum I've given up on expecting to be acknowledged.
DH is alseep, 2 teenage boys are asleep, and miraccly enough, dd (4) is still asleep
But he did mention something about should we go to a Harvester (only place with ramps that will take dd's wheelchair but bloody awful food) and the boys were very excited - they haven't eaten out for 5 years!

My dh met up with his old college mates last night, said would be back for breakfast but came in at 11 am (they were only staying 45 mins away, wouldn't have killed him to get up and come home). I've been ill all week and still feel crap, was up half the night with ds who has what I have/had. Yes a card, yes a book (that I ordered myself for my birthday and bingo, it's here wrapped up for mother's day), but no more than a grunt. Ideal man would have swept in, made me a cuppa, told me to go back to bed, ordered the children to make a fuss of me, started planning a nice lunch etc. Instead when I told him the loo in the bathroom was blocked he said I must have blocked it so to get on and put my arm down there and unblock it myself. I ran a bath which is now stone cold as I didn't get round to getting into it. There is washing everywhere and he has taken dd and ds to the park, ds with a temperature and me saying at the door I didn't think it was a good idea etc etc but finishing with - I won't be here when you get back. Of course I'll be bloody here, still in my snotty dressing gown because I feel too ill to get dressed.

Fucking useless dh's, from the above stories it seems so many men fail to acknowledge all the work we do as mothers and wives.

My dh got up late, told me I could go back to bed if I wanted to, then started to thump around the house leaving me with me dd again. I said I was disappointed he'd not made an effort, so he popped down the co-op and bought me a bunch of nasty flowers. He then expected me to forgive him for everything and run around after him as he has a sore tum tum, boo hoo for him, I have an ear infection and can't hear in my right ear but I still have to get on with everything.

The worst thing is he's gone back to bed and I can't go anywhere as I don't have a penny to my name (he gives me house keeping and I work for him so he pays my wages). I hate having to ask for money.