When I say it wasn't great...
My middle child woke up the baby and I screeching orders at my oldest daughter at 7 am.
She then messed around running to and from the bathroom until she peed her panties all over the floor.
My husband got off early (good) and then proceeded to make me feel bad for him that he hadn't done anything for my birthday. (I don't even know HOW to explain that.)
So finally, I went to the grocery, got myself a cheesecake, flowers, balloons, ice cream, soeme stewarts cream soda, and picked up Burger King. Lol. I realized its stupid to depend on them to do what I do for them, for me.