My days of celebrating my birthday with a party and cake are largely over. Boo hoo.
However, I insist that all family members and grandparents have a cake for their birthdays. And it is not about me. It really isn’t. It is about Miss 4. If there isn’t a cake, the birthday didn’t happen.
Last year, I didn’t get to celebrate my birthday and Miss 3 (then) was confused. “Did you have a birthday Mummy”? she asked. “Yes,” I replied. “But there was no cake”. Her little mind was unable to process the thought that a birthday can go by unadorned by cake.
So I make sure that we either make the cake together or that she decorates the cake in her own special way. Several older family members have said “No, no I don’t want or need anything” but they are firmly told that their birthday is not about them, nor is the cake, it is about Miss 4.
Pretty much like everything else in life.
Posted by deb_gs, 27th April 2015