Mothers Day
March 18, 2007 by piereth
Husband is in the dog house. I got nothing. Not even a ‘Happy Mothers Day’! I was really upset, more because it seemed to say to me that he hasn’t appreciated all the effort I’ve put in and all the work I did on myself to get myself into the frame of mind to have a baby in the first place. Granted, he’s been ill this week, but the time to organise this sort of thing is 2 weeks ago - which is when I wrote and sent a little card to his mother from me - I knew he wouldn’t bother. And he didn’t.
He always says she thinks Mothers Day is lame and a waste of money, but I’d say that if I was trying to protect my son from adverse comment. Actually, no, I wouldn’t. But I can see why she’d do something like that.
Anyhow, he was in Tesco’s with me yesterday, not the place to buy presents, and reluctantly, afterthought-wise, asked me what I wanted for Mothers Day. I said, ‘nothing’. I mean, what am I supposed to say? Anything he got me wouldn’t have been a surprise, would have involved absolutely no input on his behalf, and would have meant he was home free on technicalities and I was unhappy. He’d bought me a present so I had no cause to complain. Well, I’m not having that.
I reminded him how many appropriate, thoughful and apt presents I buy for members of his family over the course of a year and send off at Christmas. I reminded him that, only the other week, I’d said flowers and meals out are always lovely gifts for me. He looked glum.
He also compounded the calumny by nodding and then asking me what I wanted for my birthday next weekend. That’s when I really went postal, because he’s asked twice before, I’ve told him and even shown him examples in a shop!
I sound like I’m angling for thanks and I suppose I am. We’ve talked this over but I’m still not convinced he’s seeing my side of things.
Oh honey, that must be so disappointing and frustrating.
Men. That’s all I can say. They are just H.O.P.E.L.E.S.S.
They so rarely get it. At least you get to work on Rowan so that he won’t be like that when he gets older!
It turns out I’m not the only one either. My pal H who works with us got forgotten by her husband and her 3 children. It’s painful. We shared our woes this morning. I’m still pretty disappointed but less angry now. It’s the outside of enough, especially as I’ve already bought his Father’s Day gift and planned a surprise. How long can I be bovvered, I ask myself??! And it’s such a bad example for Rowan. If his dad isn’t interested why would he be?
I hope his Father’s day gift is edible… !
Of course! So I might eat it now and give him the wrapper, hehheh!