Struggling to type it all again, but here goes.
Wife goes to a Hen Night about 2 months ago, loses her v. expensive watch. (Talking £500ish here) Poo happens though, I console her, and immediately set about finding the same model, harder than it sounds and took me 2 months scouring the net for the same model watch, which was discontinued. Found it eventually, and surprised her with it last Friday for her big birthday bash. That all went well.
Anyways, today's her actual birthday, last night she went to bed at 10.30, and we've agreed (cringe, but hey, married life is give and take) that I only game on Tuesday/Thursday nights. So I did until about 11.45, although to be fair I did say ill be in bed in 30 minutes or so. At 12.15am our little one year old (we have 3 kids) wakes up (normal for her) so I see to her.
5.30, same again...but for some reason she seems to settle down quicker with me, plus the wife has a bad habit of not being able to get to sleep at that time, im lucky in that respect. (She doesnt work, I do). I thought i'll make the effort seeing as its her birthday today. (We normally take a night each though I find myself doing the majority of the 3-5am wake-ups)
Anyway, since she got her present, I just got the 2 older kids to make up some nice cards for her the day before, box of choccies, a kitsh mug and a card from me in the morning. (large bunch of flowers delivered in the afternoon too) Can see she's in a mood quite rapidly, uncomfortable air in the house.
To which I start getting whatsapps about not not making efforts, not knowing what she wants, im all too predictable. To which I took offence to, mentioned what had been said (by her) about not wanting any more presents after her watch (but we know women don't necessarily mean what they say), and that must be some sort of effort!
Deeply hurt that she thinks this, when all I do in life is geared around her and our kids, and I do so happily. Part of me is raging at the accusation of not making an effort, and part of me is annoyed how, after agreeing many years ago about gaming nights, how it's still thrown in my face, not for the first time.
Straw broke when her parents popped in with her present a little while ago, and we're all about to leave for a nice meal down the beach.
"So you still think youre coming down too?" To which another argument ensures, I end up at home. Great. Accusations of me pretending to give a toss, etc.
Really wish I could shift this burning feeling in my chest over this. It's the 3rd or 4th time this year i've "done" something which ends up blowing up in my face, yet when I sit down and think, I really cant see the how her reaction can be so severe.
Apologies for the rantyness of this post. Stream of consciousness moment...