And then he goes and does this

I haven't been feeling all too happy of late. Mostly because I have been feeling like I am carrying the entire weight of caring for family and family members on my pretty little shoulders with no help from the husband. It started with complaining teachers, the hospitalisations that went on and two weeks before that, with coaching the kids with their exams. The husband was always too busy with work.

Lest you think I was a saint for quietly soldiering on, I'm clarifying the situation right this minute. I am far from being a saint. I was very vocal to the husband about what I think. True to character, I have been telling him how I upset I am with him, in what I perceive as him getting his priorities wrong. I know it caused him great grief but some things just need to be said.

So throughout the entire time, I was either sulking, angry or just plain tired from having monologues in my mind. I went through self-pity (*why* do I have to do all this on my own? boohoohoo) to indignation (why do *I* have to do all this on my own?!#$%$%$^) and resignation (I have to do all this on my own. sigh).

While I was busy with that, and work, and the kids, my birthday became a non-event. I don't typically have birthday celebrations; it's usually a quiet dinner with the family and that's it. But this year, it just crept up on me. The husband took us out for seafood dinner and that was that.

Then last Sunday he had some event he had to be at and had asked that us all attend the lunch event as a family. Only, the lunch event was my surprise birthday celebration, complete with surprise guests - the Bhutias - and lovely flowers. It was such an unexpected gesture that it completely floored me and I was for a while, lost and puzzled.

Since then, the husband has been sweet, spending more time with me and the kids. I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts!