Not been on the thread for a while as I realised I was starting to project onto DH some of the behaviours I was reading about on here so needed a bit of space. But today has broken me. Potentially outing but I’m past caring.
Today is my birthday. Woke up, DH gave me a card ‘one minute you’re young and fun and the next you’re getting excited about air fryers’. I mean, I get the sentiment but both DH and I have expressed how we’re not keen on them (horses for courses, just not our bag - I love cooking so that would take away my fun!). So a bit odd. He then reminded me to post his Mother’s Day card.
We’re in the middle of having renovation work done and the dining room is out of bounds, so whilst I was in the shower DH had got the camping table out for the kids breakfast I queried why he had used the tiny unstable one instead of the newer more sturdy one:
DH: this is the only one we have
DS9: I told you it wasn’t daddy
Me: no, the other ones in the garage
DH: shouts WELL HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THERES ANOTHER TABLE (?!) and storms off.
thoroughly fed up by this point I followed him and told him I was not prepared to be spoken to like that, especially in front of the kids and (not proud of this bit) maybe if he got his head out of his backside for 5 minutes he’d see how much effort we all expend managing his emotions.
on my way to work he was sending all apologetic messages saying he knows his behaviour isn’t rational etc etc and I said I was used to it but was more concerned about the impact it was having on the kids. He then said he didn’t want me to have to ‘get used to it’. Anyway. Nice day at work, CFO took me for lunch, got a couple of small gifts from friends.
Get home and he proudly takes my hand and says come with me. He then presents me with a small bunch of Lidl roses (still with the price on) and some Kit Kat eggs. This is my birthday present. For clarity, we are not hard up at all.
Apparently my Christmas present of a meal out at a restaurant with a totally uninspiring menu (I had two starters as the mains were a bit meh) and an overnight stay in a bog standard hotel room where he mainly watched TV was also my birthday present. Except he neglected to tell me this until today,
Ive learnt to expect so little but even this hurt. I’m not asking for grand gestures but for Christs sake a little thought wouldn’t go amiss. A book I like, a nice bottle of wine, just something with more thought than stopping off at the supermarket he passes on his way home.
So now I’m in the bath feeling under appreciated, pretty pathetic and with a sudden sense of why my self esteem is through the floor.
Sorry, that was long but really needed to get it out and am too ashamed to tell anyone in real life (and comically as I don’t want anyone to think badly of him)