My Special Days

It's been awhile.  Mother's Day was celebrated globally last Sunday, May 8 but not where I am.  In our household, we usually celebrates Mother's Day twice, in May and Thai's Mother's Day in August.  Last Sunday, hubby waked me up to greet me HMD but really felt lazy since we just came back from an out-of-town trip.  Greetings flooded in my FB wall and I did likewise to join the trend.  Towards the end of the day I greeted our wedding godmother who is based in US.  The next day, I saw her reply and she said "HMD, I hope your boys pampered you on this special day".  Honestly I felt bad, I try to avoid the thought that hubby isn't that kind of guy who will take these days an opportunity to make me feel special.  On that same day, I even cleaned the house, do laundry, cook and just before we retire to bed my temper raised when I saw him lying on sofa(while watching TV) while I feel that I can't sleep yet because of other things that I still have to do that leads to my irritation.  I just wanted to scream and leave the house, well we had an argument.  In most special days intentionally only for me-birthday & mother's day,  I have a very few recalls of being pampered, mostly I have to cook, clean the WHOLE house, toilet because there are guests coming or at least I want a clean surrounding on my day.  My memory gives me very few vivid extraordinary celebration or gifts that I received that may last long enough in my thought.  After awhile of contemplating,  I just said to myself, should I expect anything special from him knowing that he's never generous with gifts, thoughtful on actions and words, neither do "labor for love".  Maybe I just have to accept that I love him for what he is and also those that he is NOT.