I've been NC with narc mother for 7 years. Today is her birthday. Growing up, my birthday was her opportunity to show me how not special I was (taking away gifts I received from others, only giving me one gift despite means, etc, never the gift I wanted, of course) and as an adult it doesn't even cross my mind to think about celebrating one of my own birthdays as they make me uncomfortable and because I guess I still don't feel like I deserve one, but every one of HER birthdays....well!
She expects the red carpet and even then, she will say it's not red enough. Every gift she is given is returned because it wasn't good enough or she didn't like it. As a child I was so desperate to give her a gift she would actually like enough to keep--that never happened. Funny enough, the ONLY gift that she ever liked and kept was the final birthday gift I gave her before going no contact!
As an adult, my enabling father made me take on the burden of handling her birthdays because he was so afraid of not living up to her expectations--but this just added to him yet again making her feelings my responsibility but also, yet again allowed him to use me as his shield to avoid her wrath. Despite having my own family, career, pets, stress, I had to be in charge of her cake, her gift buying, and then think of gifts not just from me but from MY FATHER, as he handed me money and begged me to buy her "something she would like." Each of her birthdays was the same. Pinched lips, silence, sometimes silent treatments afterward. She didn't care that my husband and child and I gave up our day to celebrate with her. Enabling father was always a tense wreck, grinning ear to ear with fear in his eyes....
I have walked away from all of that. I am free. Today is a day that I can enjoy with my DH and DC and my dogs, one where I can focus on my work and my life, one where I am not expected to try to please a woman who is determined to be miserable and drag everyone else down with her.
I've had to do a LOT of work over the years to understand my father's role in all of this, and his unwavering devotion to a woman who abused him and both of their children every day of our lives. He will never run out of excuses for her, and he has stood by her and lost both his children and his grandchildren.
He can now buy her the cake. He can wring his hands shopping for something that might live up to her ridiculous expectations. He can feel her wrath, because I am no longer going to take the abuse for it.
Today is my narc mother's birthday and it's only been in the more recent years since going NC that I can actually celebrate it. Today is a good day!