I know I’m being unreasonable, but I’m having a moment of feeling sorry for myself.
Got up this morning and DH wished me happy Mother’s Day. No gift or present, but I wasn’t expecting anything from him as our son is now nearly 20 and we’re saving for a big holiday.
No message or call from DS yet, but could still be in bed. He’s at uni.
Now DH and I are on Mounjaro, so I knew I wouldn’t want to go out for dinner, but I planned my fav for home. A small portion of chicken, with mash and green beans, with a side of American style sausage gravy. Barely a kids size, but I’ve looked forward to it all week.
DH has just said he wants to fast today and can I save the dinner for tomorrow.
At first I said yes. But then I was thinking about what I could do for myself (I can’t starve as I’ve been potassium deficient and it’s not healthy anyway) so I have some left over salad and I thought about a poached egg with it…but then I thought ‘hang on - it’s Mother’s Day and I’m being asked to not even make myself a nice lunch’. So then I called DH and said actually, it’s Mothers Day, so I’m making what I planned. I’ll put you up one and stick it in the fridge for tomorrow.
But I’m sat here feeling quite upset now. More upset than is probably necessary. Someone give me a shake and remind me that there are worse things going on in the world fgs.