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<title>Hellobee Boards Topic: Worst Birthday Ever?</title>
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<title>FarmWifeGina on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714336</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 12:51:39 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>FarmWifeGina</dc:creator>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;@shopaholic:  Aw, man, that would be tough! @sorrycharlie:  I'm sorry! That sound equally, if not more sad than my birthday. I've never gotten a card from DH, never mind from the kids.
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<title>sorrycharlie on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714317</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 12:41:01 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>sorrycharlie</dc:creator>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;aw, I am so sorry! my 25th birthday was just this past wednesday (the 10th) and I had a relatively stinky day too. DH left me a card on the table when he left in the morning but didn't say anything in the morning (he knew I was up nursing the baby), didn't text or  call (but his friend did!), and when I texted him he said he left a card. Like that meant he didn't have to text or anything. Then I was crying because I knew he didn't think to get a card from the baby, and felt stupid but it was my first birthday as a Mom and I wanted one. &#60;/p&#62;
&#60;p&#62;Then - I get home from a consignment sale late, with an overtired, crying baby, and I'm starving. I can hear DH banging around the kitchen while I'm putting her to bed - I come downstairs and he's eating pasta. Didn't make anything for me. He claimed he thought I was eating out with my mom (even though on the phone I clearly said we were going there and coming straight home for the baby's sake). I had to drive to the grocery store and grab frozen pizza.&#60;/p&#62;
&#60;p&#62;then he fell asleep on the couch for the night. I cried myself to sleep. haha.
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<title>shopaholic on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714311</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 12:33:15 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>shopaholic</dc:creator>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;Oh man. I'm really sorry.  Sounds like such a bummer day.  I feel you on being let down each birthday even when you try to prep yourself.  I almost always have a pity party for myself on birthdays.  I just always have a history of a sucky one.  My paternal grandma's funeral was the day after or before my birthday as a kid and I remember that no one remembered my birthday.  When I cried about it at the end of the day, my dad basically yelled at me for being selfish.  Every year after that it was more about the anniversary of her death instead of my birthday...
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<title>FarmWifeGina on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714303</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 12:27:40 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>FarmWifeGina</dc:creator>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;@MediaNaranja:  Yeah, that's kind of how I've started thinking. Like, oh yeah, it's my birthday next week, nice. But I kinda had this one thing I was looking forward to this year.
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<title>FarmWifeGina on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714300</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 12:26:12 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>FarmWifeGina</dc:creator>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;@Dandelion:  I hope so. We're having a blizzard today, so church was canceled and we're all home and the least DH can do is help me clean the house since I've been falling behind so bad. Starting the week with a clean house would make things INFINITELY better.
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<title>FarmWifeGina on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714299</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 12:24:14 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>FarmWifeGina</dc:creator>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;@ms.janedoe:  Oh, that's pretty awful!
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<title>MediaNaranja on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714245</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 11:35:23 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>MediaNaranja</dc:creator>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;Awww, that must have been so disappointing!  You poor thing :(  Hopefully you'll be able to arrange a special girls' night with your friends at some point in the future. It may not be a concert, but I think your DH at least owes you a night out with your friends!&#60;/p&#62;
&#60;p&#62;I am almost inevitably disappointed by my birthday, which is why I gave up even having expectations. Ahh well!
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<title>HLK208 on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714240</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 11:32:41 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>HLK208</dc:creator>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;Oh my gosh! That's a terrible way to spend your birthday :( I'm sorry! Happy belated birthday! I hope your DH does make it up to you.&#60;/p&#62;
&#60;p&#62;My birthdays are never anything special to DH :-/ but that's just how he was raised.
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<title>Dandelion on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714222</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 11:24:22 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Dandelion</dc:creator>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;Ugh, you have had such a rough week...and during your birthday! I hope this next week is only uphill for you!
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<title>Turd Ferguson on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714156</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 10:28:46 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Turd Ferguson</dc:creator>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;Ugh, that blows.  This was WAY back in the day, but I dated this AWFUL guy through high school/kiiinda into college, he was older than I was.  So on my 18th birthday, I ended up having to pay for our dinner and HIS drinks--I then proceeded to be his and his friends sober cab all night (as they were all over 21).  He sucked.  Hahahah.
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<title>BabyBoecksMom on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714154</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 10:28:02 +0000</pubDate>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;@FarmWifeGina: happy belated bday  :-( I'm so sorry - Hugs to you!!! I know how disappointing that must be, espcially after all that effort. I really hope you can do something special for yourself soon.
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<title>bpcmarj on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714143</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 10:23:21 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>bpcmarj</dc:creator>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;I feel for you, as my DH is a fisherman and my birthday is during his busy season. Last year, I had plans with MIL and SIL to goto a local garden museum with then 3 month old DD and then hopefully dinner out with DH and baby. Well, I woke up around 1 am that day with a super fever and chills and spent my birthday with a fever on the couch, constantly nursing to keep what I thought was mastitis at bay!
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<title>loveisstrange on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714141</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 10:21:47 +0000</pubDate>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;Oh no! I'm so sorry! That really does suck. :(&#60;/p&#62;
&#60;p&#62;DH was away on business and didn't call on my 24th birthday. I was okay, thinking he was working and couldn't carry his phone because of the nature of his job... until I found out that he was at a pub in London getting drunk with a friend. He ended up calling me, wasted, at like 1am.
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<title>Grace on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714138</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 10:21:28 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Grace</dc:creator>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;Oh, that is one sucky sucky evening!  Hugs and belated Happy Birthday!
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<title>MrsH on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714128</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 10:17:13 +0000</pubDate>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;Awww, hugs and happy belated Birthday!
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<title>chopsuey on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714121</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 10:11:48 +0000</pubDate>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;aww you poor thing!!! :( happy belated birthday, and I hope your DH DOES do something special for you to make up for it..
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<title>babycanuck on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714116</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 10:09:39 +0000</pubDate>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;I planned my own big 30th bash last year which had to be cancelled the day before because the restaurant owner decided to be an asshole.  I said I won't celebrate my birthday again! My DH has never done anything for my birthday, and two years ago actually bought me and gave me a card two days AFTER my bday. That was the worst.
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<title>FarmWifeGina on "Worst Birthday Ever?"</title>
<link>https://boards.hellobee.com/topic/worst-birthday-ever#post-714111</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 10:07:00 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>FarmWifeGina</dc:creator>
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<description>&#60;p&#62;Sooooo, my 25th birthday was yesterday. Over the last few years, I've grown not to expect anything special for my birthday since Farmer Man is just BAD in that department, not helped at all by the fact that my birthday (and Mother's Day) falls smack dab in the middle of one of his insanely busy parts of the year. I wasn't expecting anything this year either, although, like usual, I ended up crying a little bit about before the day was out. Farmer Man was in the field all day and I was at home alone with the kids, just like any other day of the week. BUT! I had one thing special planned that just happened to fall on my birthday and that was attending a concert by one of my favorite bands in a city only 75 miles away (trust me, that's close, we don't get groups like Kutless up here an awful lot!). Since Farmer Man was working, I had plans to leave the kids with a sitter and meet up with some friends at this concert. All was going well, the thought of getting to go to this concert in the evening made the rest of the day ok until, dun dun duuuuuun... I had the kids all cleaned up and ready to leave for the babysitter's, I was all dressed up, makeup applied, the works. Go outside to my Jeep and the tire is flat. Flat, flat, flat. Like, sliced open flat, simply airing it up wasn't gonna work. So strap the kids into their car seats and get to work getting the jack out, getting the spare off, etc. Go to loosen the lug nuts and one of them won't budge. I jump up and down on the wrench, trying to loosen it, and only succeed in bending the poor wrench. Ok, fine, moved the kids and all the junk over to DH's pickup- only to find out that it won't start. Won't even turn over. So I call him rather frantically and he says he has the battery disconnected for some reason or another. Now all of the pent-up frustration about it being my birthday and wanting it to be a LITTLE bit special, not to mention the preggo hormones, take over and I begin to bawl because I do NOT deal with car batteries. I hate using jumper cables or anything of the sort. I have this irrational phobia of being shocked. He tells me how to reconnect that battery, but I'm shaking so bad that the washers fall off the bolt, down into the engine. Of course, I'm still crying. So he says he's going to call the neighbor man to come help me. Neighbor man comes over to change the tire on the Jeep (at the point, I am 45 minutes behind schedule), I switch the kids BACK over to the Jeep, but the neighbor man can't loosen the lug nuts. By the time he's done wrenching around with it, it's almost time for the concert to start and I'm still at home, 75 miles away, haven't even dropped the kids off yet. I ask the neighbor man if he can connect the battery on the pickup for me, but he's kind of set in his ways, wants to change the tire, doesn't want me to drive the pickup because it's not registered (I was going to drive over to where Farmer Man had the other pickup, which is registered, and swap out vehicles again). At that point, I surrender to fate, thank the neighbor man for his help, trundle the kids inside again (they're crying too because they were looking forward to playing at their friends' house), and have a good cry. No Kutless concert for me. My birthday evening was spent as any other evening, supper for the kids, cleaning up, bedtime, Farmer Man doesn't get home until 9:30 (which is actually pretty early). My friend texts me a picture of the concert and says they're rocking out.&#60;br /&#62;
Sooooo, yeah, that was my birthday and this morning I'm still bummed out about it. Farmer Man always says he's gonna make up for being so busy and do something special for my birthday later, but it never happens, and there certainly won't be any more chances for Kutless concerts anytime soon. Boo. I know it's not the worst birthday anybody's ever had, but it was pretty bad. Or maybe I'm just pathetic and lame.&#60;br /&#62;
Anybody got a bad birthday story to share?
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