The birthday that was

J turned 7 on Thursday. Miss I turns 10 on Tuesday. I am so not old enough to have a 10yo. I like to pretend I was a teenage mother, but the 5 years of infertility treatment kinda puts pay to that. Sigh!

Thursday was the night in the week to spend with their father. They do Thursday night once a fortnight and Saturday once a fortnight. One night/week.

Just so happened Thursday fell on Js birthday. SFB had not purchased a birthday present (and I'll be fucked if he thinks I will) but had a card and bought a pizza for dinner. Then had borrowed DVDs from the library and let J stay up until midnight watching them, on a school night.

Today we had Js party. Went to the bowling ally. First time he had not had a party at home. SFB came along and sat in the corner. Then after everyone had gone told me how awful I was when he couldn't make up his mind about Miss I coming over to spend some time with him for her birthday. Then told me it was my fault he had no money. He gets over $50/fortnight family benefit and yet does not spend it on the kids.

My 15.5yo (ex?) nephew said he couldn't understand why I had married his uncle. Out of the mouths of babes!