I hope this doesn’t turn into a rant. Fingers crossed.
For the last 4 years, I’ve made all of my kids birthday cakes. Now, I’m no Betty Crocker, but I do my best. My dilemma is, my honey, bless his heart, never wants to really celebrate his birthday. He accepts cards and all the happy birthday songs we can think of and even a special dinner, but if I try to go all out, it’s always, “No babe, don’t spend your money. Make sure you have what you need.” He is so sweet! 😍 But this year, I said, “Forget that!” I’m about to put up balloons, streamers, a handwritten birthday banner and I’m making cupcakes! It’ll be quite a surprise, but I know him, he’ll be pleased. Birthdays hold a significant meaning to me. When I was a kid, I didn’t get birthday celebrations. I remember going to Chuck E Cheeses once, and it wasn’t even my birthday. I went with my Godbrother to celebrate with him on his birthday and I got a “mention” because my birthday was the day before. Other than that, nothing. Now, I’m not entirely sure why, but to me, it doesn’t matter. Having my babies was one of the greatest accomplishments and happiest moments of my life and I’m extremely glad they were born. I cannot imagine not celebrating their birthdays EVERY YEAR! 🎉But, maybe that’s just me. Even when we didn’t have much, I still made them a cake and got a .50¢ card. Never missed a beat. When my kids grow up, I want them to have nothing but happy memories. I know that’s unrealistic and that they will have some bad days, but this, this I can control. And I feel no different about my hubby. One day I’ll have to share the story of how we met. Let’s just say that, without him, (and the Good Lord of course) none of us would be here. ❤ He takes care of us, he loves us and he always puts us first! So, this year, I did it! I just baked 24 cupcakes, the kids helped me out and they also helped decorate. He’s fast asleep, 😴but when he wakes up to go to work in the morning,( yeah, he has to work on his birthday😢) he’s going to have a nice surprise! 😄