Green Flags

[Catzeyess]

Just had a green flag moment with my DH and wanted to share (and to hear some of yours!)

I have just been to the supermarket and managed to really stupidly scratch the car - we don't have much cash to fix it at the moment and I feel awful/embarrassed. Growing up my dad would have gone apeshit at me if I had done that and so (completely irrationally as my DH is lovely) I was worried DH would be angry. Instead I get home and tell him and he asked me if I was ok, checked the car, gave me a massive hug, said don't worry he reckons it will buff out. Then he made me a cup of tea told me to sit and chill while he unpacks all the shopping and is now making dinner.

Anyone else got any lovely green flag stories for a damp sat evening?

My DH went shopping yesterday, and when he got back he said he'd bought medium eggs rather than our usual large. When I asked why, he said he thought it must be painful for the chickens to produce the large ones!!!

Really made me laugh, but then he makes me laugh every day and that's a massive green flag to me.

My D.P isn't perfect. He's human.

This is about my father.

When I was a young adult (ie. more than old enough to be able to deal with this on my own), I'd gone on holiday and as an impulse buy bought a large-ish piece of furniture. I was travelling with friends who helped me get it to the airport when we were abroad but was a bit worried how I was going to get it home. I'd talked to my parents on the phone while I was away.

My father, unasked, drove all the way to Gatwick to pick me and this thing up and drive me to my home. My parents live way over 100 miles from London. It was such a gesture of love and care for his child.

It's so nice to be able to post here instead of on the EA thread!
I only ever lived with selfish men until now.

My DP works from home while I have to leave the house at 7.30am four days a week. On my days off he brings me breakfast in bed and doesn't moan at me for lying in till 10am. And he pumps up my bike tyres and cleans the ice off my car windscreen just because he is lovely!

DH the other day. "So what are your plans for your career?" since the last two years have been him establishing his.

(Career, what career?! I'd forgotten I was meant to have one of those...)

Hippychickster I read that about chickens and haven't bought large eggs since.

ilive no one is saying their partners are perfect. They can be stupid and make us upset, but here we are just remembering the good bits. A positive thread.
Once when we were broke, husband was working hard all weekend whilst I was at home cleaning and deciding what to cook that's inexpensive. H came home at 8pm on a Sun night, exhausted, with a massive bunch of flowers and a big box of fancy chocolates. I was so surpised: what for?? He said what's the point in doing overtime if I can't treat you.
I just thought it was so nice that he thought of me and how to cheer me up in a crappy situation.

DH is lovely, and regards us needing new wings for my car as part and parcel of having me in his life - 3 wings in 4 years so far...

My father once did a 180 mile round trip on new years day to collect me as I'd misread the bus timetables. I rang him at 9 am, and he arrived before midday. He didn't say a word in protest, just sighed...lol.

So nice to read these happy anecdotes! Wish I had some but after 21 years of marriage I can't think of any ...

Gave birth to dd2 in July, was fast running out of pads, asked dh if he'd mind going out to get some, but mum would go with him if he was embarrassed, his reply was buying maternity pads is the least embarrassing thing he could ever buy, need to remember this as I'm shattered and very run down at the moment and he gets the brunt of it.

DP is free with his compliments, shows interest in whatever excites me and never dismisses my opinions or feelings. I've never had that from partners or family before in my life. He is also rightly adored by many.

Nice thread

Too many positives to count, tbh, but today I have a very sore neck and DH massaged it for aaaaages

These are green flags from my DF (sadly I've only ever been with useless wankers, I even have DDs with one). When I was 17 and broke my leg in Ibiza he flew straight over, cancelling business meetings, and stayed with me for 2 weeks, doing EVERYTHING for me. He's picked up from nightclubs at crazy hours in a vomiting paralytic state even when he's suffering from jet leg. He's never once been angry with me, always happy to make sure I'm safe and get home ok. He's a fantastic grandfather and is playing to role of DF to my DDs as their DF walked out on us and moved back to Iran. He always asks me how I feel about a situation first, then what I think of it then what am I going to do about it. My DM is so unbelievably lucky.

After collecting a million red flags off a few ex's they are being steadily replaced by green ones by my amazing DP.

Every single day he makes my heart sing. I love the very bones of him.

The morning cuppas, the warming up of my side of the bed, the fact he loves our nieces and nephews so very much, practicing our wedding dance nightly in our kitchen, always always sharing his jaffa cakes....I could go on for hours.

I have a gentle giant who loves me as much as I love him. Our life together is so much fun, and I love every second of it.

Anyfucker, can I please borrow him? Mine would get the wrong idea if I asked for a massage

Ds has been a bit ill this weekend. He fell asleep on the couch but woke up all panicky and went straight to dh who just picked him up and cuddled him for 10 minutes while he calmed down and fell asleep again. I know it's what any loving father would do, but it still made my heart melt.

He is incredibly good to me and I am always grateful to
Have him in my life. It makes me sad to hear and read about women who can't expect the same level of care from their partners.

(He is currently downstairs emptying the dishwasher and tidying up while I am in bed) b

I've been with my lovely man for nearly a year now. He's the kindest, most thoughtful man and always makes me feel really loved and special.

It's the little things he does, like parking his car on the road so after I've driven up to his for the weekend I can park on his drive. He reads DD2 the same bedtime story every time he sees her because she has OCD and learning difficulties and always wants the same story. He asks me how my day was and actually listens to my reply. He is wonderful and I'm lucky to have him.

I'd only been with DP a few months when I came down with pyelonephritis. I was living in a grotty shared house so he insisted I came and stayed at his, put me to bed and kept me dosed up on paracetamol. He even woke up during the night to fan me when I had a fever. He had arranged previously to go out for an evening but left me with paracetamol, apple juice and lots of lovely stuff to make me feel better.

He makes me breakfast every Saturday and Sunday morning, rubs my feet without asking on a long day and is just the most caring person I have ever met. He is also amazing in bed and no, you can't have him

I really love reading all of these stories.

Every dayfor the past four and a half years (unless I have been ill or made it as a treat for DH) that he hasn't made me breakfast when we have stayed in the same bed, in four and a half years.

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Stupid phone!

Every day for the past four and a half years that we have shared a bed, DH has made me breakfast (unless I have been too ill to eat or have made it for him on his birthday or something).

Far too many to mention but to carry on the breakfast lines, DP often brings me breakfast in bed (sometimes special cooked eggs) and goes to the shop in the morning for any special requests.

If I have toast she waits patiently by the side of the bed to wipe the crumbs away after I've eaten and then gets back in for a cuddle.

My ExH has since turned into an utter cock, but I remember one occasion when we were away in France. It was the first time if been away from DS who I was still breastfeeding. Naturally I became engorged and started my period. DH found an all night pharmacy and mimed tampons and breast pads as he couldn't speak French. He then, ahem, helped me with the enforcement by, erm, milking me. (He got no kinky pleasure from this.)

I may have told this one on another thread, but it's so lovely ut's worth repeating.

When DH and I started dating, I was on my own with DS1 (DS's birth father having dropped all contact when DS was one). For a long time, I was hesitant to introduce them to each other, but what swung it for me was when I had to cancel a date at a couple of hours' notice because DS1 was feeling ill and didn't want me to leave. I'd expected DH to either rage at me (as my ex would have done) or at least to be huffy about it (as would have been reasonable), but all he said was "That's OK, I knew going into this that you have a commitment that's way more important than I am."

I had a history of dating arrogant assholes, so such a considerate response totally floored me. I was used to having to self-edit, to downplay and scramble behind the scenes so that my life didn't impact theirs. That kind of acceptance was, and is, just brilliant.

Same, when I crashed his car a few months after passing my test and being put onto insurance, I cried and he calmly sorted the insurance and told me about all his driving tests he failed. And again when I embedded the side of the car into a pole on my first day of my new job, he kept saying, 'forget about that and tell me about your job!'. Just last night I said how worried I was about how many days off sick I'd had this year (I've got a shit immune system) and he sat down with me and added them all up, then told me how many days some of his colleagues had had and how well I was doing all thins considered... He makes me a cup of tea every morning and gets up at 7am with the cat 7 days a week (our cat is a fuckwit assertive). He has texted me to say he's got me some zinc as he's read it helps immune system, just now, and he cooks every single night. I mentioned I felt like a roast yesterday and one appeared at 8pm.

In hindsight not sure this reflects very well on me, but I do do nice things in return as I luffs him

I've been feeling a bit low, nothing big but just slightly flat and not myself. It's a year since I gave birth, I've been back at work a couple of months and I'm cutting down on breastfeeding so I think it's hormonal and a bit of an anticlimax after the last year of immense change.
Also I feel guilty saying this but much as I love and adore my gorgeous baby, I need a break from her! She's fine when I'm not there but when I'm home she is clingy, following me round and wailing when I leave the room.

I told DP about it a few nights ago, asking him to bear it in mind and try and be a bit extra considerate with me. He had a think and the next morning told me he wanted me to have a weekend away in a spa hotel and to not worry about him and DD!
So this Friday straight from work I'm getting on a train and disappearing into a jacuzzi+book fest for 48 hours.
I can't wait, and I'm so bloody pleased DP thought of this and encouraged me to do it. And he's insisted we put it on the joint card- 'it's a necessary family expenditure'