happy fucking birthday to me

So it's my birthday....DH got me.....nothing! I told him I wanted a mothers ring. He didn't make any effort to get it. So I picked one out on Kays online, I designed it and everything. He never never actually bought it. I bought my own cake and he literally just cussed me out because I wanted him and the kids to sing me happy birthday. He worked late (as always) so I did homework, cooked dinner, took care of the kids etc. Yep! Not one single soul gives a shit about my birthday! Now I'm crying like a little bitch because I just had a baby 2 weeks ago and I'm an emotional mess! I'm pissed off!