04 8 / 2013
26 7 / 2013
My dad forgot my birthday last week. Radio silence. No text, call, email, or FB comment. He’s notoriously flaky, so I sort of wrote it off and got over it. The less I expect out of him, the less I get disappointed. I later found out he was Germany for work so I figured he didn’t have access.
Until today… When I see on FB he’s written “HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY! FROM GERMANY!” to my sister. Her birthday is tomorrow.
Perhaps I’m irrational because I’m a million months pregnant but I’m hurt. I go out of my way to always call him (he never, ever calls me), send him birthday and Father’s Day gifts, and generally not ever be a burden to him (my siblings have been hell on wheels). No good deed goes unpunished!
Annddd he just sent me a FB message saying “How’s it going baby girl? Love you!”. Totally forgot my birthday. And I was just crabby enough to point it out - I responded “I’m fine. Guess you forgot I had a birthday last week.” <—— probably shouldn’t have done that but whatever. Sometimes being petty feels good!