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Starting a thread on good relationships.....(39 Posts)
Read so many bad relationships and problems so just wondered if anyone wanted to share any nice experiences with their OH. What is the nicest thing your OH has done for you.
DH is my rock. I suffer with anxiety, and he will listen patiently while I tell him what's wrong. Then he usually fixes it
by pointing out a usually obvious solution I've missed
He knows me, he knows all my secrets and loves me anyway.
Since I became disabled, he has taken over all childcare without complaint. He worries when he thinks I'm overdoing it, and will make plans that subtly make things easier for me. He helps me in and out of the shower, helps me get dressed, and cooks all meals. He also makes me coffee without me having to ask.
He gives the best hugs in the whole world. He makes me feel desired and loved. He can give me a look, no matter where we are, that makes me feel like the world has stopped and it's just us.
He's fucking gorgeous as well
He tells me he loves me every single day.
He is just amazing. Totally and utterly fantastic. He works hard, he hates working away but does it for his family.
He remembers things I want and buys them whilst working away and has them sent to the house. These are not just bits but really expensive items.
I am hoping he will get up with dc in an hour as I have been up all night with them dealing with vomiting (only one, dd woke ds who was upset his baby sister was ill and I gave up and made a coffee an hour ago.)
DH (just married, woohoo! loves me, respects me, listens to me and is so proud of me! He tells everyone about his wonderful wife, people must be bored to tears of listening to stories about me. He wakes me up in the morning with a kiss and prepares breakfast for me. If he has to leave early, he leaves a nice message for me to find when i get up. He cooks amazing dinners most nights, and if he is going to be away for more than a night he cooks extra to make sure there is food for me to eat while he is away (yes, I actually can cook, but he does it because he loves me and he knows I love his cooking). He never ever raises his voice at me, has never called me names, has an infinite patience... I could go on and on forever. There are so many qualities about him, but to summarize them all in one: he is, simply, a good man.
Dh has total respect for me, has never treated me as anyting but an absolute equal, respected the face that I have up work for 10 years to raise the children and enable hinm to travel with his job etc. He is very clever, funny, fab cook and just so dependable. He still fancies me and lets me know this and tells me he loves me every day.
We are a great team, still going strong after 26 years.
This weekend has restored my faith in my husband.
He stood up for me against his mother, father and sister when it would have been easy for him to bottle it and let things lie, given that we see them once a year at best. He told them in no uncertain terms that if he hears that they have said anything negative about me again, they would not be welcome under his roof. He also told them that he thinks I have been a fantastic hostess this week and have kept my thoughts to myself, despite them being lazy fuckers who have left the kitchen in a mess for me to clean up after a day at work, them having drunk my christmas and birthday present alcohol (3 bottles of 50 quid wine one day whilst I was at work - the only red I like), putting up with them asking me to book restaurants for specific times, changing their minds 3 times, being late to go everywhere so we've missed our taxis and I've had to drive, missing football matches I want to watch so she can watch Eastenders
which she was recording at home anyway and then they still complain about me because... get this... the bedding hadn't been ironed when they arrived and I hadn't left them spare sets of towels or offered to wash the ones they'd been using. I was the one working all week - husband had 3 days off in the week with them plus weekends, but apparently its my job to make sure they have clean towels, not his.
This is nothing less than I'd expect of him, but reading the relationship boards I've started to appreciate the good things he does. From reading on here, it appears that standing up to his parents to support your wife is a rarity, or at least not just a given.
He's also taking me for a nice meal tonight to say thanks for putting up with them and not throttling them. And replacing my
I love him a lot today.
He also knows me very well and looks after me when I need it, but also knows when not to try to look after me and let me deal with things on my own. A few weeks ago I ended up in hospital with gallstones. I was in agony for hours, but he knew to keep away and let me try to sleep, just making sure I had some water every so often. When we were both awake at 4am and I was still in agony and I said that if I was still in pain at 9am, then we'd go to the hospital as maybe it was something serious, he put the light on, got dressed, and dragged me there immediately because when I admit that maybe I might possibly need help at some stage, it means I really need help. I'm not good at wanting help when I feel ill so when I admitted that I might need it, he acted straight away. Same day, my kindle battery died. He gave me his to read. that meant that he was sitting there for 6 hours between my tests with nothing to do/read and me ignoring him as I was reading Harry Potter
light nonsense as I was dosed up on tramadol , but I was comfortable so that was what mattered.
He's rubbish at keeping secrets and has tried to do nice surprise things for me, but bless him he gets far too excited and blabs. For our 5th wedding anniversary he said he'd book the restaurant and then just take me. He lasted 30 mins before he blabbed and told me he was taking me to a place I'd wanted to go since it opened. When he booked us a weekend away (I normally do the bookings) he lasted a little longer - the following day he admitted he'd booked us a villa with a private pool instead of a normal hotel room. He gets very excited when he does nice things for me, because he likes doing them so much. When he managed to get my mulberry kindle cover shipped from the UK at the very last minute and delivered on time for Christmas, it was hell for him to keep his mouth shut and made me open that first
before the kindle it was to cover just so he could tell me about it.
Best of all, he still says he fancies me even though I'm 4 stone more than when we met.
Don't get me wrong, he can still be a
cunt pain in the backside occasionally, but on the balance of it, he's a rather good egg.
Oh and he made me cry the day he said he wanted to TTC when he said 'But only if it is going to be a little Bertrude not a little MrBertrude because you're the best part of us'
these have made me cry (in a good way)
I've got an amazing OH too
I just need to remember it more
I am sadly not in the same place as you lot. But maybe one day I will be and this thread gives me hope. <looks for divorce lawyer>
Please continue to appreciate what you have
He pulls all the hair out of my comb and hairbrush if he sees them lying around full of my hair. Just because he knows i wont do it and wants me to have better working brushes. Bless!!
If i cannot go he will go to the shop and get me my tampons and sanitary pads without even protesting or being embarressed.
I couldn't possibly choose one nicest thing DP does for me. He does nice things every single day that show me just how much he loves me.
This is a lovely thread.
Once when we were away i was ill with sickness and diarrhoea. I ended up with my head down the loo being sick and thought i was going to have the runs too. Embarressing as it was him being there whilst in this state he grabbed the plastic bag out of the small pedal bin and held it open under my bum to catch any escaping diarrhoea!!!!
Now if thats not love then i dont know what is!! ha ha
My flat is a sows ear rather than silk purse and my bf, whose place is amazing, has started decorating for me. And he often cooks for me. And when I moan about say, him coming to stay with loads of stuff and can he put it in the spare room instead of cluttering up my space,meh just does it without saying anything xx I love my bf and he seems to love me x. Nice idea for a thread, nice energy x
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