AITA for crying at the end of Mother's Day and making my husband feel bad
Before I start, I love my husband very much. Every birthday or holiday I put so much thought into gifts and just planning of the day. It may not be anything hes asked for but I think showing effort and planning so much is such a showing of appreciation on another level that cannot be explained but felt.
Today was my first mothers day. I absolutely love my son. I work from home and watch him at the same time. I have lost my identity a bit. I cant remember a hobby I've ever had or have any interest in taking anything on because I'm so tired. My husband gets home from work and when he does he helps out. At times hes mentally done with our son and cant deal with him and I have to take over. When I go out shopping for the home I am waiting for a text to say he cant deal with him. The context around this is to show that I want to be thought about and appreciated because I do so much for our son and I dont know if he sees it. And although I think my husband does appreciate me because her verbally says it, I dont think i feel it or receive the appreciation in the way I want to.
Today, mothers day, I wake up and go downstairs and the first thing I was told was: "I would have made eggs toast and pancakes but someone didnt tell me we didnt have eggs." When I plan a recipe or anything, I make sure I have it all ready. I just feel like it was an after thought. Then the entire day we did nothing. I never changed out of my pajamas. I literally watched TV all day. My husband did make me an amazing dinner which I requested. He always makes dinner. Hes a great cook. He had to go out to get another ingredient for the dinner and I actually thought he was getting me flowers. But he didnt bring anything but the ingredient (which was a lobster). We had dinner and put our son to sleep. Thats it.
I rocked our son to sleep and before I put him down I saw so many posts on social media of first moms with their kids or with a sign that says happy mothers day and their child holding it. After putting him down I went downstairs and cried. I cried because this is my first mothers day and my son will never be this tiny anymore and i never took a picture. My husband apologized and is now sleeping in the guest room.
I will note: his gift to me is a getaway weekend together. He suggested not bringing the baby.
I know I sound so ungrateful. The gift is expensive. And the dinner was amazing. But I just feel like today was any other Sunday. And the worst part is that I didnt even get a picture with him and maybe that's on me. Idk. Am I the asshole here? Am I ungrateful?