I have a real love hate relationship with my birthday. I love the idea of my birthday, a special day to celebrate and have fun and feel special. Even more so now I’m a mum and so much of my life revolves around my children. I know that it sounds pretty spoilt and self indulgent but I want a day that’s about celebrating me, possibly with a party on a tropical island attended by everyone I love. Also if The Red Hot Chilli Peppers fancy putting on a private concert for me that would just about finish it off perfectly.
The reality is that once you are an fully fledged grown up birthdays pretty much suck. It’s just another day. Though you can’t even just pretend it’s just another day because your childhood birthday experiences have programmed you to get excited about your birthday. Blah.
So usually my birthday pans out like this. In the week before I tell everyone I’m not bothered, it’s just another day. I may try to organise a small celebration. I may struggle to organise a load of people to be in the same place at the same time. My birthday arrives and I do the thing I have arranged, which is not what I want to be doing but as I’m unsure what it is that I want to do I didn’t arrange that. I spend the day behaving like a sullen teenager annoying everyone, usually have a little cry and go to bed glad the day is over.
I am approaching another birthday rapidly and already feeling birthday panic. I really wish I could bow out altogether but my stupid childish side won’t even let me do that. So let me take this chance to apologise to my poor husband. I promise that it will be over soon and then normal service will resume.
I’ve given up even organising anything for mine. I had my birthday on the wrong day this year because my husband had a big deadline at work, so we just pretended it was on a different day
it is true as you get older birthdays are not what they were even though I still get excited – not about getting older but just that its MY birthday!! woooo hook
i have forgotten which day, is it thursday? what are you going to do? i hope cake is involved even if it is sugar free ;0
also Ella what a lovely carefree photo of you that is x
Thanks, and of course there will be cake involved, I may even break my sugar rule for the day.
Fab picture it actually looks like a ‘Looking forward excited about a birthday’ face to me 🙂
Agree it is funny birthday’s when your ‘grown up’. We packed a picnic, had lunch on a quiet beach, home for tea and cake, present opening (nothing over the top!), relaxed, supper cooked for me and shared with us all. A little wine and time to chill (ish) and then quickly started planning for Oscar’s birthday far more fun!!!
Happy Birthday, when ever it is and enjoy it x x x
Lol , it honestly isn’t. It’s my hubby is pointing a camera at me face. Your birthday sounds perfect, I would love to have that.
I couldn’t care less about my birthday, I find it embarrassing, pretending to be excited, opening presents. I say i don’t want anything and I mean it! People think I am a misery but I’m not; I go mad for my kids’ birthdays and love making it special. Have a happy birthday! 🙂
I don’t think your a misery I totally understand. Thanks.