Today, I turned 34.
My husband barely acknowledged me today. Once was to tell me my cousins were here. Which was by saying , “You’ve got guests to entertain.”. And later when I wanted to know why two of the kids were still NOT in bed.
My step-daughter gave me two paranormal/romance/mystery books. One of my daughters and aunt and 3 cousins went out with me to Red Robin. The clapping blinded me and made my eyes act funny, hehe
It has left me like the same overly shy girl I was when I was 4 and 5, lol.
So I had a family dinner. I got to vent to my grandma a bit about my husband. My grandma sympathizes with me and how he is. Its nice. Sometimes she’s the only one who thinks I’m a good wife and mother. It helps.
I didn’t get birthday sex. Or a birthday hug. No birthday anything from HIM. But at least I got a nice family dinner. My husband sucks but I’m very grateful to Allah that I have family that will celebrate it with me and makes me feel special, even though I’m getting older. Letting mommy-me have a couple of special moment. If not for them, I would feel lost and have worse self esteem than I do now.
So grateful for them.