slightly obscure office reference in the title there…
Today I turn 32 and so far I am having a fabulous day. This is odd as I seem to have terrible birthdays. They were not fun growing up and some were downright horrible…
Like when I was 4 and my dad kidnapped us and ran off to Newcastle and I had impetigo (school sores) on my birthday
when I was 9 and my mum told me we couldn’t go to water works for my birthday as her friends sons had a cold so we were going to the movies instead (what was that? My birthday is suppose to be for me? Not in my family.
when I was 13 and was living with my dad and everyone LITERALLY forgot my birthday. Around 3pm my dad finally yelled at me “what the fuck is your problem?!?!?”.
When I was 15 and everyone literally forgot my birthday AGAIN. I did get a call from my grandmother…but she was just checking in on her cat.
when I was 16 and my godmother offered to throw a pool party for me (until that day I literally had no idea I had a godmother…so yeah). I wanted some input on the food and was promptly told by my grandmother that the day was about my godmother and not at all about me.
when I was 18 (and heavily pregnant) and my mum said if I wanted I could come to the bbq they were throwing for my stepbrothers birthday (the day after mine). Oh and all I got were baby things. Woohoo!
Somewhere along the line, and I can’t possibly imagine why (sarcasm), I became super anxious around my birthday as I just wanted one great birthday. This lead to me yelling at everyone, getting cranky when I didn’t get the gifts I wanted and crying when it seemed everyone would just not remember my birthday. Basically I made it an even shittier day not just for me, but everyone involved.
Last week hubby asked me if I wanted to do anything for my birthday. After thinking long and hard (that’s what she said) about it I told him what I wanted to do. NOTHING.
Today I woke up to a mountain of beautiful handpicked presents from my girls and wonderful cards. I had a cup of tea and some fruit for breakky. I cleaned the kitchen while making a green smoothie. I have gotten lots of lovely messages from friends and in a few minutes I am going to start a home spa afternoon.
I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulder and feel like my birthday “curse” is gone. All I had to do was just let it go.
What are you going to let go of this year?
Miss Fairchild xoxo