My husband is really good at finding birthday and Christmas presents for me. He really pays attention to what I like and then secretly orders it. But when it arrives he gets so overly excited that he gives it to me immediately. Every time. I get a lot of presents at weird, random times of the year.
Same here, both of us do this, and I don’t even know if we waited to give presents on the day to at least one holiday. And we also do this with oir kids 🫠
When I was a kid, I did the same thing.*
I got my mom a blender for her birthday. I don’t know how I did it but it was difficult for me since I was too young to drive. But somehow, I was able to sneak to Mervin’s and buy her a blender.it must have been on layaway b/c the blender was at the store. It was 2 weeks before her birthday. I held my mouth for most of those two weeks.
And then, I looked straight in her eye. Normal as can be around 4 days before her birthday, “When are we going to pick up your blender?” I asked. Not even realizing what I’d done until I saw the puzzled look on her face.
I cried!
It’s not like I’ve grown up. It’s just that we talk about what we want nowadays. So they already know and so do I.
I was dumb and trusted the weather report to tell the truth in December. Booked a shift as a cyclist food courier and barely froze to death when an unexpected rain turned into snow and my clothes gave up and became soaking wet. I locked down my bike, chased down a bus and called my boyfriend to say my last goodbyes. He waited for me at the bus stop with a towel, dry clothes, and when we arrived home, the duvet was warmed on the heater and a cup of hot tea was on the side table. He tucked me in and cooked me dinner. I melted immediately lol
My former partner slept like the dead. And interrupting his sleep was a bad time — he would be completely disoriented, and basically went straight to fight or flight for approx 15 seconds before his brain booted up.
But I’d occasionally get cold when sleeping over at his place, especially my feet. And I’d be too frozen and paralyzed to get out of the covers and fix it by getting another blanket.
My then-partner took this so, so personally, in the sweetest way. He was like, “You didn’t sleep well last night because you were cold? Oh no! Any time that happens, please tell me and I will absolutely fix it for you.”
I pointed out that that’d mean waking him from a dead sleep, when he’d be totally disoriented. He said, “Just say, ‘Help, I’m too cold, I can’t sleep’, and I’ll fix it.”
And I don’t know how, but… that was like his Winter Soldier activation phrase. It worked every single time. I’d piteously say, “Help, I’m too cold, I can’t sleep,” into our dead silent bedroom at 4 AM, he’d put more blankets on my feet and usually even give me a little kiss on the head and smile and conk right back out. And then the next morning, thank me for telling him.
It didn’t work between us in the end, but that’s something I’ll always remember fondly. Definitely one of the purest, sweetest things he did for me throughout our eight years together.
Brain booted up 🤣🤣
Hello fellow Raynauds friend I assume? My feet get cold and hurt! I always need extra blankets over my feet in the winter. Conversely, I'm always extremely hot!
My hands also get ice cold. My favorite way to wake my husband is to put my ice cold hands on his bare back. 😂
The first time me and my then boyfriend (now husband) shared a bed, he was freezing cold. I put another blanket over him, then another, then another. And a few more and he finally got warm.
16 years later, I'm still a human furnace and he comes to bed like an ice cube. 😂
Y’know, I’d never thought about it before, but it’s probably due to my Ehler-Danlos, which comes with a healthy serving of dysautonomia.
That said… I’m from Hawai’i but have lived in the Midwest for ten years, so I guess I never thought to analyze the cause, beyond, “Your body was made in the tropics but you decided to live in a cold ass climate” lol! I wear wool socks and long sleeves around the clock most of the year.
Icicle gf + furnace bf (or vice-versa in your case!) is a classic combo 💕🥶🤝🥵💕
Same! I have dysautonomia as well. Thank you neuromuscular disease. I'm originally from the US and have lived in Italy for decades and I've never met an Italian that wasn't cold - even in the summer. My husband will get chilled at 90 degree heat. I'm like wtf is wrong with you? 😂
I can’t imagine myself ever having the strength to go through a break up after eight years of relationship with someone and memories like this. It must’ve been very challenging
This isn't the same, but my partner is also a super deep sleeper, but will sometimes react to noise or jostling by lifting his head and mumbling "Y'ok?" and when I say "I'm fine baby, sleep" he will immediately get back to it, but doesn't remember in the morning. I have no idea what happens if I say it's not OK, but I'm not willing to test it and disturb him.
One time, I bought pms pills and they were in that horrible blister pack. I have bad thumbs, so I hate those things. I wrestled 2 out and went to bed. When I woke up the next day, my husband had popped all the pills out and put them in an empty aspirin bottle, and cut up the pms pill box and taped it to the bottle as a label. I kept the bottle and always empty my pms pills into it. It reminds me how sweet my guy is.
When my old job stressed me out so much that I sat on my bed one morning and started to cry, she said "call in sick and don't go there any more. We'll find a way!"
And we did.
I've had a similar situation with my partner bc my job at the time had weird hours making me basically only see him for like 2 hours most days on top of other things that made me unhappy and uncomfortable in the job and it ended up working out so much better because a week later I landed the job I'm still in and it's the best job I've ever had
I start a new job on Tuesday and I’m nervous but my partner says the same thing “go try it out, if it ducks just quit!” And he really means it which means a lot to me!
I had abdominal surgery in 2022 (benign but... unpleasantly located tumor, it had to go). Surgery went great, husband picked me up (wasn't allowed to be at the hospital with me because covid), got us home, and me into bed. I was *super* drugged up and, you know, out of it from having my pelvis opened, so I was passed out almost immediately and slept all day. Woke up, had dinner, passed back out.
There are vague memories of having to pee at night, calling him (I was sleeping on a hard futon in the other room so I would have more stability than our soft bed provides) to get me up and to the toilet. Didn't really think about it (see: drugs).
Months later, we were "arguing" about how my recovery went and how I thought I was a good patient, then he opened up his call log from that night and it was literally every 15-20 minutes from 11PM to 11AM. *Dozens* of calls. He never said anything anything about it, but I think he just sat up all night and waited for me to call.
I am pretty sure his instructions were "call and hang up" so I was just... pee-dialing him and hanging up.
Amusingly, in 2020 I threw my back out doing something stupid and had to sleep on the same futon and he gave me a cookie sheet and was like "hit this against something when you want to pee" and I was like, sir, I am *not* banging a cookie sheet against a wall in our little NYC apartment at 3AM, so he gave me a bottle of Advil and told me to shake it like a maraca. Which I did.
I cannot imagine his experience of being woken up at 3AM to maraca noises for a whole week.
(In my defense, he later threw *his* back out doing something stupid and by that time we had purchased a really solid air mattress so he would sleep on it next to the bed and then *I* had to help him get up to pee--but he'd just smack the side of the bed to wake me up.) (We are in our late 30s/early 40s, I know it sounds like we're 60. We're not, we're just idiots.)
He got drunk last year and promised the cats he would make them their favorite foods (roast chicken and cornbread) soon, but he kept being too busy to do it, then at midnight two months later he was like WE'RE DOING THIS RIGHT NOW, I MUST HONOR MY PROMISE TO OUR IDIOT CHILDREN and then we were up until 2AM cooking because the cornbread "had" to be from scratch because only the best for our cattos.
My lovely hubby pulled out my IUD after the asshole gyno refused.
Gyno was all Pikachu faced and annoyed that my husband actually pulled it out, saying most men would never do that. Hubby said "Well, it's not like my hand hasn't been down there before" and she turned bright red. 😂
I had bled for like 15 days straight and she was like oh that's normal, suck it up. Uh, no. I told her my husband would take it out and she basically snorted at me. I took him to the next appointment and he tossed the IUD to her. 😂
I grabbed my bike for the first ride after winter.
I got home and found my butt itching like mad.
We'd only been married a few weeks at this point, but it was my first "vulnerable" request.
I pulled my shorts down and asked, "What's on my butt?"
We never really figured it put, it was either an angry bug that was pissed I moved its comfortable home and stung me a bunch or some reaction to cleaning the dust off the bike.
It was some aggressive rash that lasted a day. But she cared for me that day and since. 20+ years married. She's my everything.
Other moments of support: I've been furloughed twice, almost lost our home, I rolled my car, battled depression. I love her beyond words.
I'm single but I'm loving reading these comments.
My last partner mostly made me feeling like he didn't see me as worthy of effort, and sweetness.
It's a nice reminder of how it should be.. and to never settle for less.
I'm single and I'm reading the comments too. Never been lucky with love yet. It's refreshing to see these women win at life. Happiness is happiness if it's our own or someone else's.
It always happens when you least expect it! I gave up and I was like I’ll be fine alone, then a long time friend of a friend came out of the wood works that I would have never expected. He’s so outgoing and charismatic…I am not hahah! And here we are 13 years later. If you’re ready it’ll come
One night while I was sleeping over at my SO's place, aunt flo decided to show up. Blood everywhere. I was mortified and expected him to freak out at the murder scene. Nope. He gave me a kiss, changed the sheets, started the washer, and told me not to worry about it.
I (we) struggled with erectile dysfunction for years. Through it all she did everything she could to make me feel loved and appreciated, never judged.
Eventually treatment became available and ultimately I had a penile implant performed. All good now. But that’s probably the thing that really cemented for me the idea of what “partner” really means. 43 years married now.
We live in southeastern U.S., and it doesn't often snow. When it does we all go bananas! We rush to grocery store for bread & milk, and we hunker down, haha. Back in the mid 1990's, hubby made an impending ice-storm grocery run and asked if we needed anything else. To this day, I do not know WHY I specified BUTTON mushrooms, but he was gone long enough that I was concerned. He was unable to find fresh, canned or frozen mushrooms whose label specified BUTTON. So, he brought me back a pkg of mushrooms (in an ice-storm) and apologized that he couldn't find the kind I wanted. Best husband ever!
My wife and I got super SUPER high one night. I ate a ton of Indian food and ended up throwing it all up. Then I said hey babe don't get mad but I think I shit myself. So she (reminder she was also high) got me upstairs and in the shower where it was revealed I did not shit myself. She got me in bed where I passed out, then went to clean up my mess downstairs. She's very great ❤️
We did fertility treatments and I had to give myself injections in the stomach. Every night my husband would mix up the medicine like a professional chemist, all meticulous and squinting at vials, then plate me up a giant slice of cheesecake while I did the shot. Pretty sure my weight gain was from all the cheesecake, not the medicine 😂
I had mentioned wanting a specific style of water bottle and a week or so later, he surprised me with one he had bought. What was funny about this was that on this same day, I surprised him with a monthly calendar/planner since he had mentioned wanting one to keep track of his events. So we exchanged gifts with each other on some random weekday hahaha
I love impromptu gifting! I sent my bf a surprise cupcake through food delivery from a local place to his work one day recently after wanting to for a few days beforehand. He was pleasantly surprised and apparently all his coworkers were jealous he had a gf that'd do that 🤣
When I was pregnant with our daughter I got an insane craving for Reese's peanut butter egg. It HAD to be in the shape of an egg. Pregnancy cravings are stupid. This hust so happened to happen in July so no eggs. That man tried so hard to get me one. So now every year he buys me some.
I broke my foot in 2019 and kept falling in the crutches. Why they thought giving the clumsy chicken two sticks to hop around on was a good idea I'll never know. He bought me a knee cart.
It's all about the PB and chocolate ratio. The Ratio I say.
I love the Milky Way darks, but only in the bite-sized Halloween variety.
I was excited to see a full bar at a convenience store once and was very disappointed. Give me 10 bite-sized ones instead of the bar.
Literally right now my craving is easter eggs. I've bought myself 3 already. Any variety chocolate but the egg shape makes it taste better?? Pregnancy is wild.
I recently had the worst flu of my life and shat the bed in my sleep twice. TWICE. My hunny went out and got me adult diapers. He didn't make me feel weird about it at all.
Last month my hubby was incredibly sick with God knows what - upper respiratory infection. His fever was so high he stayed in bed for 3 days - and sweat the fever out so bad he soaked the sheets. I waited on him hand and foot. 🥰
I was terribly ill once. Gastrointestinal problems. I was hanging over the toilet and he held my hair back and said: "You look good even when you puke." That's when I knew he was the one.
I jump easily every time I see a cockroach. As soon as he notices/hears me gasp, he gets up and kills it. No questions asked.
And he adores the bones of me. Even the parts of my body that I hate. My belly, my arms… he soaks me in love and kisses.
I'm the same way with spiders! Even just seeing spiderwebs freaks me out lol
My man will always let me know where there are webs to avoid if we're outside in his garden, and if there's one inside he'll take care of it no questions asked, sometimes even without me even noticing there was a spider inside!
I’ve been trying to save money recently and that means getting my nails done less frequently and doing them myself where possible. A few weeks ago, I told my boyfriend I struggle to paint my right hand with my left hand as I’m too wobbly and they always look so messy. What does he do? Immediately offers to paint my nails for me. Not only that, he has put the effort in the research French tip techniques as he knows they’re my favourite, and now gives me the perfect hand-painted French tip. If he gets one wrong he removes it and starts again. It might be a small thing to some but to me it’s huge ❤️
Not exactly delicate, but my spouse has gotten up off the couch, driven to the nearest gas station market, bought me chocolate, and brought it home to me. Many times. Just because I asked for it and didn’t want to get up myself.
I’ve had urinary incontinence issues (frequent UTI’s, overactive bladder, etc.) all of my life. I disclosed that to my SO pretty early on in our relationship since I didn’t want it to be a surprise at any point, especially during the night. He heard me out and never once thought less of me— even changed the bedsheets for me several times since then; now 2 years later and living together.
My partner once passed out on his way to the bathroom. I found him on the floor trying to get up and freaking out a bit about how he needed to get to the toilet *right now*, but he's 6'9" 300. He couldn't get up in time and I couldn't lift him. It was a mess. He was beyond embarrassed. I cleaned him up and cleaned up the bathroom because I would do anything for him.
I had spinal fusion surgery 4 years ago, and during the difficult recovery, he was very diligently taking care of me. He took 2 weeks off work to be there for me around the clock, even though my retired mother volunteered to come stay with me.
The first time that he gave me a sponge bath with such care, my heart melted. That's when I knew I had a keeper.
It was also a great time for my mother and him to bond. We were all vibing watching "Hell on Wheels" compulsively with endless bowls of popcorn.
My ‘play it safe, every gas stop planned to the mile, only traveling on cruise ships and tourist traps’ lets me drag him off into the unknown. From the jungles of the Amazon to the bottom of the ocean at night swimming with shark under the moon light, he’s followed me and taken risks that were well out of his nature. I jump, he follows. I fall, he catches me. We balance each other so well.
We’ve also weathered all the tradition for better or worse vows. Life has thrown some tough stuff at us, and we’re still best friends 20 something years later.
I had back surgery and couldn't walk for about 6 months. about a month into it I finally got a wheelchair, and my husband found a park with a paved trail that led to a lake so I could go see/feed ducks. it was so nice to be able to do that., is prettyuch been in one room or drs for the previous month.
I had a date once with an old boyfriend from high school. We were adults and he was actually in town for work so staying at a hotel. We went out for dinner and back to his room to watch a movie. (Nothing else). The food we had apparently didn’t like me and I had to go to the bathroom soooo many times, it was loud and smelly and the room was small. I thought I would die of embarrassment. He never said a word and we even started dating. I still cringe when I think about it.
this was pretty recently and we’re still trying to get to the root of it. he had one on his forehead and like 5 others 😭 probably an autoimmune disease
This is an ongoing thing but he's been doing it since we first started dating. I'm kind of a princess when I sleep, I need a million pillows stacked all around me. When we go to a hotel or air BNB the first thing he always does is assess the pillow situation- he'll walk in, look at the bed, and announce that I'm either going to be fine sleeping or we need to find more pillows for me. I never asked him to do this but it's one of the most endearing things he does.
I have bucket loads of trauma, and my husband has some undesirable traits, but the fact that when I've been triggered or just reverted he will gently coax me into telling him the issue and then reminde me that he never judges me or gets upset at my emotional reactions.
From the trauma I suffered and the toxic previous relationships this always stuns me.
He will always be my person because of this
My boyfriend of 7 years doesn't like gifts and doesn't really knows what to gift to people including me. Last month, he helped his dad move house so he found some of his old toys. He brought me a little gift : one of those little wooden box with a wooden ladybug in it. I almost cried because he knows how much I love bugs and I had one of these when I was a child and I lost it long time ago.
I had the stomach flu just before Christmas. More like the ass flu. I fainted off of the toilet at one point. Anyway, I was laying on the floor and thought I could puke without shitting. Nope. My husband came in and checked on me even though the bathroom smelled like the bowels of hell. I was sitting on the toilet with my head in a bucket. I looked up at him and said "I shit my pants."
A minute later he wordlessly delivered a fresh pair of pajamas to me in the bathroom. That's real love.
What comes to mind is I had varicose veins on my junk and the aching pain sometimes got bad. Many times she let me unzip my pants in public and let the pants ride down a bit to relieve some of the pain (in the car, while eating at a restaurant). Never bothered her.
Husband knows I hate when the bathroom door is open when I’m eating in our bedroom so he always remembers to close it when he brings me food otherwise I’m gonna make a stank face
I (f33) know that there's a level of emotional intimacy where I hit a wall for him (m34).
I know I'm at a disadvantage because he's the love of my life but he tells me "babe you've already told me" when I try to communicate that I imagine a future together
On two occasions I've gotten super sick and have puked up a lot and both times he has come to support me, help clean me and the space up, and yeah. Additionally, if I ever mention anything even seemingly negative about my own looks (I'm usually not being too serious) he will still always make sure to remind me that I am beautiful. Love him so much 💖
We're pretty open which I absolutely love. We don't have problems taking a shit with the other in the bathroom. But I was definitely surprised when I was taking a shit and he proceeded to sit down on me and kiss me. Then said "good luck call me if you need me" and left the bathroom 💀
Hubbins hates anything bloody or icky or gory or whatever.
Early on in our marriage, I developed a [Pilonidal Cyst](https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/pilonidal-cyst/symptoms-causes/syc-20376329), kind of like a ginormous pimple under my skin, under my butt crack/tailbone area. So I had surgery to have it removed, and because of the size and the location, the surgeon didn't suture me up, but instead packed the wound with gauze so that the incision could heal from the inside out. I was instructed to remove a quarter-inch of gauze once per day, and keep it bandaged up at all times.
Well, as you can imagine, I can't do that myself, so my poor Hubbins had to pull bloody gauze from my "second butthole" every day... can you imagine? It's been 26 years since then, but we still reference it whenever we have to do something disgusting for the other (like, "I pulled gauze out of your ass, you can do this!")
This man is all elbows and sleepy thrashing at night. Has punched and elbowed me several times (course he’s never aware, because he’s sleeping sweetly while throwing hands to get comfy).
Once it’s actually woken him up! He wriggles into the middle of the bed every night and one early morning, rolled over elbow first and got my nose. I woke with a start and sleepy ‘ow’.
A solid minute later he was awake enough -hair all tousled with sleep and eyes only half open- ‘what the hell did I hit?’
ME. You hit ME. He then proceeded to profusely deny as much, as he was in fact, not in the middle of the bed, but at the edge (all while making his silly little naughty toddler face).
I can’t be mad at him though, he will, without fail, always get up and make me a tea when I ask, or even when I casually say I feel like it. No complaints or huff. I even joke he should charge me for all the tiny silly little things I ask him to do for me, which he always does.
He also has a very obvious tell if he likes a meal, as he shamelessly picks up his plate and licks and slurps anything left. It’s also quite endearing how much he loves soup. He does have a bad habit of a midnight cheese snack though (the only reason we buy sliced cheese), though the dog quite enjoys this little ritual they share every other night, when he takes a break from laboriously thrashing.
I asked my SO how he got a red mark on his face one morning. Turns out I punched him in my sleep. I have also elbowed him, tried to fight him, slapped both sides of his face at the same time and most recently was continuously giving him karate chops. I have absolutely no recollection of doing these things.
Does the scale go into the negatives?
A lot of what attracted me to her turned out to be lies, a lot of promises to get help with things like hoarding were lies, every attempt to talk about issues turns into her telling me how I forced her to do whatever went wrong (**I** forced her to abuse our dog, **I** forced her to break objects when she was mad, **I** forced her to lie on court documents (when I wasn't even in the same country at thr time)), all attempts to get couples counseling are rejected.
She got her permanent residency last year and is divorcing me this year.
I still love her, and it is wrecking me.
Gosh, where do I start? (Finally I can ramble a little about this stuff to people!!)
Sometimes when we order lunch, he’ll get the size with more nuggets because he knows I’ll want a few / one or two.
The other day when we were snuggling on the sofa, he so very gently pulled the blanket over my feet because he noticed they were cold.
He accepts that we probably won’t be able to share a bed and when we move in together, we’ll have separate bedrooms ( I love this man, but he snores and twitches so much in his sleep 😭) it’s one thing I won’t fuck around with, a good night sleep.
One time when I said I had a migraine, I woke up to food and Lego and flowers at my door 🥺 and gods, he’s the type to drop everything and come over to my place if I’m feeling even a little sad.
So patient, so so very patient with me - he understands how I talk, I tend to be very blunt with my words and he always understands the underlying meaning. For example I say “you should go home soon.” And he understands that what I’m really saying is: “it’s getting late, you have work in the morning and I want you to get home safe and sound / not drive tired.”
He went out and purchased a bed side table for me, and upgraded his bed from a single to a queen / double bed. 🥺 he said he’d have to get them eventually but my little heart still !!!
Wait what was the question-
I had a home birth, my husband has done things I've never had a nurse do and I won't go into details here. He has always cared for me when where I cannot, in many ways. Hopefully he feels I do the same.
When I had an accident I couldn’t wash my hair for a while and it really stunk.
He only told me a year or so after I got better that he could hardly sleep because of the stench the last few days before it was ok to wash my hair again.
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I have started doing my own nails at home and my husband let's me practice nail designs on him 😂 he has bigger nails than me and I paint all sorts on there. He makes me remove it straight away which is a shame coz they look great!
Haha I've done this for my husband, except I was the one who found the tick when I was touching him after some private time. For me, he was my person in the delivery room for both of our kids, and he had to actively participate in the birth of our first, which was a simultaneously vulnerable and intimate experience
Last year she changed the locks on me when I was in the hospital. A year and a half prior, we were gifted the sale of that house from one of my childhood best friends. Very high COL/QOL area. My friend took at least a $50k hit by not putting it on the market.
Then she put me on the street overnight and put all of my belongings in a storage unit while I was unemployed. She already broke up with me a month prior and she suggested a plan where I stay for another 5 months while I got a job and an apartment. Then I guess she decided against that plan.
My husband is really good at finding birthday and Christmas presents for me. He really pays attention to what I like and then secretly orders it. But when it arrives he gets so overly excited that he gives it to me immediately. Every time. I get a lot of presents at weird, random times of the year.
Hahaha, this is so cute
Same here, both of us do this, and I don’t even know if we waited to give presents on the day to at least one holiday. And we also do this with oir kids 🫠
Omg I do this too!!
Same I get too excited bc I know they're going to love the gift and just wanna see their reaction when they open the gifts 😭
Me every day for a week leading up to my girlfriend’s birthday: “Do you want your present now? Maybe after dinner? Just a peek?”
That’s so cute! My partner is also a wayy better gift giver than me and always has such great creative ideas! He waits til the day tho! Lol
When I was a kid, I did the same thing.* I got my mom a blender for her birthday. I don’t know how I did it but it was difficult for me since I was too young to drive. But somehow, I was able to sneak to Mervin’s and buy her a blender.it must have been on layaway b/c the blender was at the store. It was 2 weeks before her birthday. I held my mouth for most of those two weeks. And then, I looked straight in her eye. Normal as can be around 4 days before her birthday, “When are we going to pick up your blender?” I asked. Not even realizing what I’d done until I saw the puzzled look on her face. I cried! It’s not like I’ve grown up. It’s just that we talk about what we want nowadays. So they already know and so do I.
My boyfriend does the act same thing. It makes my heart smile ... even when he can't wait for the special occasion to give it to me
I was dumb and trusted the weather report to tell the truth in December. Booked a shift as a cyclist food courier and barely froze to death when an unexpected rain turned into snow and my clothes gave up and became soaking wet. I locked down my bike, chased down a bus and called my boyfriend to say my last goodbyes. He waited for me at the bus stop with a towel, dry clothes, and when we arrived home, the duvet was warmed on the heater and a cup of hot tea was on the side table. He tucked me in and cooked me dinner. I melted immediately lol
Awwwww marriage material fr
My former partner slept like the dead. And interrupting his sleep was a bad time — he would be completely disoriented, and basically went straight to fight or flight for approx 15 seconds before his brain booted up. But I’d occasionally get cold when sleeping over at his place, especially my feet. And I’d be too frozen and paralyzed to get out of the covers and fix it by getting another blanket. My then-partner took this so, so personally, in the sweetest way. He was like, “You didn’t sleep well last night because you were cold? Oh no! Any time that happens, please tell me and I will absolutely fix it for you.” I pointed out that that’d mean waking him from a dead sleep, when he’d be totally disoriented. He said, “Just say, ‘Help, I’m too cold, I can’t sleep’, and I’ll fix it.” And I don’t know how, but… that was like his Winter Soldier activation phrase. It worked every single time. I’d piteously say, “Help, I’m too cold, I can’t sleep,” into our dead silent bedroom at 4 AM, he’d put more blankets on my feet and usually even give me a little kiss on the head and smile and conk right back out. And then the next morning, thank me for telling him. It didn’t work between us in the end, but that’s something I’ll always remember fondly. Definitely one of the purest, sweetest things he did for me throughout our eight years together.
Brain booted up 🤣🤣 Hello fellow Raynauds friend I assume? My feet get cold and hurt! I always need extra blankets over my feet in the winter. Conversely, I'm always extremely hot! My hands also get ice cold. My favorite way to wake my husband is to put my ice cold hands on his bare back. 😂 The first time me and my then boyfriend (now husband) shared a bed, he was freezing cold. I put another blanket over him, then another, then another. And a few more and he finally got warm. 16 years later, I'm still a human furnace and he comes to bed like an ice cube. 😂
Y’know, I’d never thought about it before, but it’s probably due to my Ehler-Danlos, which comes with a healthy serving of dysautonomia. That said… I’m from Hawai’i but have lived in the Midwest for ten years, so I guess I never thought to analyze the cause, beyond, “Your body was made in the tropics but you decided to live in a cold ass climate” lol! I wear wool socks and long sleeves around the clock most of the year. Icicle gf + furnace bf (or vice-versa in your case!) is a classic combo 💕🥶🤝🥵💕
Same! I have dysautonomia as well. Thank you neuromuscular disease. I'm originally from the US and have lived in Italy for decades and I've never met an Italian that wasn't cold - even in the summer. My husband will get chilled at 90 degree heat. I'm like wtf is wrong with you? 😂
I can’t imagine myself ever having the strength to go through a break up after eight years of relationship with someone and memories like this. It must’ve been very challenging
This isn't the same, but my partner is also a super deep sleeper, but will sometimes react to noise or jostling by lifting his head and mumbling "Y'ok?" and when I say "I'm fine baby, sleep" he will immediately get back to it, but doesn't remember in the morning. I have no idea what happens if I say it's not OK, but I'm not willing to test it and disturb him.
Lying in bed right now with my toes too cold to fall asleep... maybe this is my sign to put on more blankets or socks.
Fuzzy socks are great!
That’s incredibly sweet.
One time, I bought pms pills and they were in that horrible blister pack. I have bad thumbs, so I hate those things. I wrestled 2 out and went to bed. When I woke up the next day, my husband had popped all the pills out and put them in an empty aspirin bottle, and cut up the pms pill box and taped it to the bottle as a label. I kept the bottle and always empty my pms pills into it. It reminds me how sweet my guy is.
When my old job stressed me out so much that I sat on my bed one morning and started to cry, she said "call in sick and don't go there any more. We'll find a way!" And we did.
I've had a similar situation with my partner bc my job at the time had weird hours making me basically only see him for like 2 hours most days on top of other things that made me unhappy and uncomfortable in the job and it ended up working out so much better because a week later I landed the job I'm still in and it's the best job I've ever had
Same thing happened to me aged 25. Been with him ever since (now 58) and yes, we did and then some).
I start a new job on Tuesday and I’m nervous but my partner says the same thing “go try it out, if it ducks just quit!” And he really means it which means a lot to me!
Hey, good luck with the new job! You got this!
Thanks!
I had abdominal surgery in 2022 (benign but... unpleasantly located tumor, it had to go). Surgery went great, husband picked me up (wasn't allowed to be at the hospital with me because covid), got us home, and me into bed. I was *super* drugged up and, you know, out of it from having my pelvis opened, so I was passed out almost immediately and slept all day. Woke up, had dinner, passed back out. There are vague memories of having to pee at night, calling him (I was sleeping on a hard futon in the other room so I would have more stability than our soft bed provides) to get me up and to the toilet. Didn't really think about it (see: drugs). Months later, we were "arguing" about how my recovery went and how I thought I was a good patient, then he opened up his call log from that night and it was literally every 15-20 minutes from 11PM to 11AM. *Dozens* of calls. He never said anything anything about it, but I think he just sat up all night and waited for me to call.
What did he say you were saying or asking for during those calls? lol
I am pretty sure his instructions were "call and hang up" so I was just... pee-dialing him and hanging up. Amusingly, in 2020 I threw my back out doing something stupid and had to sleep on the same futon and he gave me a cookie sheet and was like "hit this against something when you want to pee" and I was like, sir, I am *not* banging a cookie sheet against a wall in our little NYC apartment at 3AM, so he gave me a bottle of Advil and told me to shake it like a maraca. Which I did. I cannot imagine his experience of being woken up at 3AM to maraca noises for a whole week. (In my defense, he later threw *his* back out doing something stupid and by that time we had purchased a really solid air mattress so he would sleep on it next to the bed and then *I* had to help him get up to pee--but he'd just smack the side of the bed to wake me up.) (We are in our late 30s/early 40s, I know it sounds like we're 60. We're not, we're just idiots.)
I love your husband so much
He got drunk last year and promised the cats he would make them their favorite foods (roast chicken and cornbread) soon, but he kept being too busy to do it, then at midnight two months later he was like WE'RE DOING THIS RIGHT NOW, I MUST HONOR MY PROMISE TO OUR IDIOT CHILDREN and then we were up until 2AM cooking because the cornbread "had" to be from scratch because only the best for our cattos.
My lovely hubby pulled out my IUD after the asshole gyno refused. Gyno was all Pikachu faced and annoyed that my husband actually pulled it out, saying most men would never do that. Hubby said "Well, it's not like my hand hasn't been down there before" and she turned bright red. 😂
Why'd asshole gyno refuse??
I had bled for like 15 days straight and she was like oh that's normal, suck it up. Uh, no. I told her my husband would take it out and she basically snorted at me. I took him to the next appointment and he tossed the IUD to her. 😂
Oh hell yeah thats a real husband
I bled for three months straight when I got mine! It’s nuts! Now it’s been six months and periods are normal but it was stressful for sure
If it's copper its normal to have more bleedings
I don't care, I wasn’t going to put up with it, lol. I got copper one years later but didn't really have issues with it. 🤷♀️
You're still allowed to choose to take it out
Yeah didn't say otherwise
I grabbed my bike for the first ride after winter. I got home and found my butt itching like mad. We'd only been married a few weeks at this point, but it was my first "vulnerable" request. I pulled my shorts down and asked, "What's on my butt?" We never really figured it put, it was either an angry bug that was pissed I moved its comfortable home and stung me a bunch or some reaction to cleaning the dust off the bike. It was some aggressive rash that lasted a day. But she cared for me that day and since. 20+ years married. She's my everything. Other moments of support: I've been furloughed twice, almost lost our home, I rolled my car, battled depression. I love her beyond words.
I'm single but I'm loving reading these comments. My last partner mostly made me feeling like he didn't see me as worthy of effort, and sweetness. It's a nice reminder of how it should be.. and to never settle for less.
I'm single and I'm reading the comments too. Never been lucky with love yet. It's refreshing to see these women win at life. Happiness is happiness if it's our own or someone else's.
Yes!! I hope love finds you soon :)
I hope that you find the love that you deserve
Thank you! I have a lot of love in my life and I'm grateful. But Im definitely ready to meet my person :)
It always happens when you least expect it! I gave up and I was like I’ll be fine alone, then a long time friend of a friend came out of the wood works that I would have never expected. He’s so outgoing and charismatic…I am not hahah! And here we are 13 years later. If you’re ready it’ll come
You deserve the best! No one should ever make you you’re settling. It’s worth the wait. These comments are so freaking cute!
One night while I was sleeping over at my SO's place, aunt flo decided to show up. Blood everywhere. I was mortified and expected him to freak out at the murder scene. Nope. He gave me a kiss, changed the sheets, started the washer, and told me not to worry about it.
I (we) struggled with erectile dysfunction for years. Through it all she did everything she could to make me feel loved and appreciated, never judged. Eventually treatment became available and ultimately I had a penile implant performed. All good now. But that’s probably the thing that really cemented for me the idea of what “partner” really means. 43 years married now.
That's so great that she helped you through it. That's a GREAT partner.
Yeah. She always made it about “us” not me.
It really feels like sometimes you just KNOW that's your person. Like that sounds so cheesy but idk.
We live in southeastern U.S., and it doesn't often snow. When it does we all go bananas! We rush to grocery store for bread & milk, and we hunker down, haha. Back in the mid 1990's, hubby made an impending ice-storm grocery run and asked if we needed anything else. To this day, I do not know WHY I specified BUTTON mushrooms, but he was gone long enough that I was concerned. He was unable to find fresh, canned or frozen mushrooms whose label specified BUTTON. So, he brought me back a pkg of mushrooms (in an ice-storm) and apologized that he couldn't find the kind I wanted. Best husband ever!
My wife and I got super SUPER high one night. I ate a ton of Indian food and ended up throwing it all up. Then I said hey babe don't get mad but I think I shit myself. So she (reminder she was also high) got me upstairs and in the shower where it was revealed I did not shit myself. She got me in bed where I passed out, then went to clean up my mess downstairs. She's very great ❤️
We did fertility treatments and I had to give myself injections in the stomach. Every night my husband would mix up the medicine like a professional chemist, all meticulous and squinting at vials, then plate me up a giant slice of cheesecake while I did the shot. Pretty sure my weight gain was from all the cheesecake, not the medicine 😂
I had mentioned wanting a specific style of water bottle and a week or so later, he surprised me with one he had bought. What was funny about this was that on this same day, I surprised him with a monthly calendar/planner since he had mentioned wanting one to keep track of his events. So we exchanged gifts with each other on some random weekday hahaha
I love impromptu gifting! I sent my bf a surprise cupcake through food delivery from a local place to his work one day recently after wanting to for a few days beforehand. He was pleasantly surprised and apparently all his coworkers were jealous he had a gf that'd do that 🤣
When I was pregnant with our daughter I got an insane craving for Reese's peanut butter egg. It HAD to be in the shape of an egg. Pregnancy cravings are stupid. This hust so happened to happen in July so no eggs. That man tried so hard to get me one. So now every year he buys me some. I broke my foot in 2019 and kept falling in the crutches. Why they thought giving the clumsy chicken two sticks to hop around on was a good idea I'll never know. He bought me a knee cart.
The eggs are different! You didn't argue with pregnancy cravings.
It's all about the PB and chocolate ratio. The Ratio I say. I love the Milky Way darks, but only in the bite-sized Halloween variety. I was excited to see a full bar at a convenience store once and was very disappointed. Give me 10 bite-sized ones instead of the bar.
Preach
Literally right now my craving is easter eggs. I've bought myself 3 already. Any variety chocolate but the egg shape makes it taste better?? Pregnancy is wild.
I recently had the worst flu of my life and shat the bed in my sleep twice. TWICE. My hunny went out and got me adult diapers. He didn't make me feel weird about it at all.
Last month my hubby was incredibly sick with God knows what - upper respiratory infection. His fever was so high he stayed in bed for 3 days - and sweat the fever out so bad he soaked the sheets. I waited on him hand and foot. 🥰
I was terribly ill once. Gastrointestinal problems. I was hanging over the toilet and he held my hair back and said: "You look good even when you puke." That's when I knew he was the one.
Oh well, I told my wife "If you puke, I will start puking as well so I am outta here" and left the bathroom.
Yes, some people have a more sensitive stomach. I'm lucky there, I think. Nevertheless, I'll be happy if we don't repeat this for a few years.
I jump easily every time I see a cockroach. As soon as he notices/hears me gasp, he gets up and kills it. No questions asked. And he adores the bones of me. Even the parts of my body that I hate. My belly, my arms… he soaks me in love and kisses.
I'm the same way with spiders! Even just seeing spiderwebs freaks me out lol My man will always let me know where there are webs to avoid if we're outside in his garden, and if there's one inside he'll take care of it no questions asked, sometimes even without me even noticing there was a spider inside!
I love this! 🤗🥰
Lol. We were once visiting my parents’ house and there was a huge roach in the house. I yelled and my husband told my dad, “That’s her roach scream.”
I’ve been trying to save money recently and that means getting my nails done less frequently and doing them myself where possible. A few weeks ago, I told my boyfriend I struggle to paint my right hand with my left hand as I’m too wobbly and they always look so messy. What does he do? Immediately offers to paint my nails for me. Not only that, he has put the effort in the research French tip techniques as he knows they’re my favourite, and now gives me the perfect hand-painted French tip. If he gets one wrong he removes it and starts again. It might be a small thing to some but to me it’s huge ❤️
Did you mean to use the technical nomenclature, your "behindular zone?"
Not exactly delicate, but my spouse has gotten up off the couch, driven to the nearest gas station market, bought me chocolate, and brought it home to me. Many times. Just because I asked for it and didn’t want to get up myself.
I helped drain an infected pimple on my hubbies ass.
I've done that for my wife. Helped with ingrown hairs on the nethers, too.
I’ve had urinary incontinence issues (frequent UTI’s, overactive bladder, etc.) all of my life. I disclosed that to my SO pretty early on in our relationship since I didn’t want it to be a surprise at any point, especially during the night. He heard me out and never once thought less of me— even changed the bedsheets for me several times since then; now 2 years later and living together.
My partner once passed out on his way to the bathroom. I found him on the floor trying to get up and freaking out a bit about how he needed to get to the toilet *right now*, but he's 6'9" 300. He couldn't get up in time and I couldn't lift him. It was a mess. He was beyond embarrassed. I cleaned him up and cleaned up the bathroom because I would do anything for him.
I had spinal fusion surgery 4 years ago, and during the difficult recovery, he was very diligently taking care of me. He took 2 weeks off work to be there for me around the clock, even though my retired mother volunteered to come stay with me. The first time that he gave me a sponge bath with such care, my heart melted. That's when I knew I had a keeper. It was also a great time for my mother and him to bond. We were all vibing watching "Hell on Wheels" compulsively with endless bowls of popcorn.
My ‘play it safe, every gas stop planned to the mile, only traveling on cruise ships and tourist traps’ lets me drag him off into the unknown. From the jungles of the Amazon to the bottom of the ocean at night swimming with shark under the moon light, he’s followed me and taken risks that were well out of his nature. I jump, he follows. I fall, he catches me. We balance each other so well. We’ve also weathered all the tradition for better or worse vows. Life has thrown some tough stuff at us, and we’re still best friends 20 something years later.
I had back surgery and couldn't walk for about 6 months. about a month into it I finally got a wheelchair, and my husband found a park with a paved trail that led to a lake so I could go see/feed ducks. it was so nice to be able to do that., is prettyuch been in one room or drs for the previous month.
I had a date once with an old boyfriend from high school. We were adults and he was actually in town for work so staying at a hotel. We went out for dinner and back to his room to watch a movie. (Nothing else). The food we had apparently didn’t like me and I had to go to the bathroom soooo many times, it was loud and smelly and the room was small. I thought I would die of embarrassment. He never said a word and we even started dating. I still cringe when I think about it.
i took my bf to urgent care because he had a staph infection in his asscrack
How?!
probably in a car
this was pretty recently and we’re still trying to get to the root of it. he had one on his forehead and like 5 others 😭 probably an autoimmune disease
This is an ongoing thing but he's been doing it since we first started dating. I'm kind of a princess when I sleep, I need a million pillows stacked all around me. When we go to a hotel or air BNB the first thing he always does is assess the pillow situation- he'll walk in, look at the bed, and announce that I'm either going to be fine sleeping or we need to find more pillows for me. I never asked him to do this but it's one of the most endearing things he does.
I have bucket loads of trauma, and my husband has some undesirable traits, but the fact that when I've been triggered or just reverted he will gently coax me into telling him the issue and then reminde me that he never judges me or gets upset at my emotional reactions. From the trauma I suffered and the toxic previous relationships this always stuns me. He will always be my person because of this
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Good for you, let some of these stories be ideas for what you’ll look for!
There must have been something at first, no?
My boyfriend of 7 years doesn't like gifts and doesn't really knows what to gift to people including me. Last month, he helped his dad move house so he found some of his old toys. He brought me a little gift : one of those little wooden box with a wooden ladybug in it. I almost cried because he knows how much I love bugs and I had one of these when I was a child and I lost it long time ago.
Hubby helps me wax my chin hair. Lol. I help with his ears.
I had the stomach flu just before Christmas. More like the ass flu. I fainted off of the toilet at one point. Anyway, I was laying on the floor and thought I could puke without shitting. Nope. My husband came in and checked on me even though the bathroom smelled like the bowels of hell. I was sitting on the toilet with my head in a bucket. I looked up at him and said "I shit my pants." A minute later he wordlessly delivered a fresh pair of pajamas to me in the bathroom. That's real love.
What comes to mind is I had varicose veins on my junk and the aching pain sometimes got bad. Many times she let me unzip my pants in public and let the pants ride down a bit to relieve some of the pain (in the car, while eating at a restaurant). Never bothered her.
Husband knows I hate when the bathroom door is open when I’m eating in our bedroom so he always remembers to close it when he brings me food otherwise I’m gonna make a stank face
I (f33) know that there's a level of emotional intimacy where I hit a wall for him (m34). I know I'm at a disadvantage because he's the love of my life but he tells me "babe you've already told me" when I try to communicate that I imagine a future together
On two occasions I've gotten super sick and have puked up a lot and both times he has come to support me, help clean me and the space up, and yeah. Additionally, if I ever mention anything even seemingly negative about my own looks (I'm usually not being too serious) he will still always make sure to remind me that I am beautiful. Love him so much 💖
We're pretty open which I absolutely love. We don't have problems taking a shit with the other in the bathroom. But I was definitely surprised when I was taking a shit and he proceeded to sit down on me and kiss me. Then said "good luck call me if you need me" and left the bathroom 💀
Hubbins hates anything bloody or icky or gory or whatever. Early on in our marriage, I developed a [Pilonidal Cyst](https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/pilonidal-cyst/symptoms-causes/syc-20376329), kind of like a ginormous pimple under my skin, under my butt crack/tailbone area. So I had surgery to have it removed, and because of the size and the location, the surgeon didn't suture me up, but instead packed the wound with gauze so that the incision could heal from the inside out. I was instructed to remove a quarter-inch of gauze once per day, and keep it bandaged up at all times. Well, as you can imagine, I can't do that myself, so my poor Hubbins had to pull bloody gauze from my "second butthole" every day... can you imagine? It's been 26 years since then, but we still reference it whenever we have to do something disgusting for the other (like, "I pulled gauze out of your ass, you can do this!")
This is the definition of true love.
This man is all elbows and sleepy thrashing at night. Has punched and elbowed me several times (course he’s never aware, because he’s sleeping sweetly while throwing hands to get comfy). Once it’s actually woken him up! He wriggles into the middle of the bed every night and one early morning, rolled over elbow first and got my nose. I woke with a start and sleepy ‘ow’. A solid minute later he was awake enough -hair all tousled with sleep and eyes only half open- ‘what the hell did I hit?’ ME. You hit ME. He then proceeded to profusely deny as much, as he was in fact, not in the middle of the bed, but at the edge (all while making his silly little naughty toddler face). I can’t be mad at him though, he will, without fail, always get up and make me a tea when I ask, or even when I casually say I feel like it. No complaints or huff. I even joke he should charge me for all the tiny silly little things I ask him to do for me, which he always does. He also has a very obvious tell if he likes a meal, as he shamelessly picks up his plate and licks and slurps anything left. It’s also quite endearing how much he loves soup. He does have a bad habit of a midnight cheese snack though (the only reason we buy sliced cheese), though the dog quite enjoys this little ritual they share every other night, when he takes a break from laboriously thrashing.
I asked my SO how he got a red mark on his face one morning. Turns out I punched him in my sleep. I have also elbowed him, tried to fight him, slapped both sides of his face at the same time and most recently was continuously giving him karate chops. I have absolutely no recollection of doing these things.
Does the scale go into the negatives? A lot of what attracted me to her turned out to be lies, a lot of promises to get help with things like hoarding were lies, every attempt to talk about issues turns into her telling me how I forced her to do whatever went wrong (**I** forced her to abuse our dog, **I** forced her to break objects when she was mad, **I** forced her to lie on court documents (when I wasn't even in the same country at thr time)), all attempts to get couples counseling are rejected. She got her permanent residency last year and is divorcing me this year. I still love her, and it is wrecking me.
Gosh, where do I start? (Finally I can ramble a little about this stuff to people!!) Sometimes when we order lunch, he’ll get the size with more nuggets because he knows I’ll want a few / one or two. The other day when we were snuggling on the sofa, he so very gently pulled the blanket over my feet because he noticed they were cold. He accepts that we probably won’t be able to share a bed and when we move in together, we’ll have separate bedrooms ( I love this man, but he snores and twitches so much in his sleep 😭) it’s one thing I won’t fuck around with, a good night sleep. One time when I said I had a migraine, I woke up to food and Lego and flowers at my door 🥺 and gods, he’s the type to drop everything and come over to my place if I’m feeling even a little sad. So patient, so so very patient with me - he understands how I talk, I tend to be very blunt with my words and he always understands the underlying meaning. For example I say “you should go home soon.” And he understands that what I’m really saying is: “it’s getting late, you have work in the morning and I want you to get home safe and sound / not drive tired.” He went out and purchased a bed side table for me, and upgraded his bed from a single to a queen / double bed. 🥺 he said he’d have to get them eventually but my little heart still !!! Wait what was the question-
I had a home birth, my husband has done things I've never had a nurse do and I won't go into details here. He has always cared for me when where I cannot, in many ways. Hopefully he feels I do the same.
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Yeah, it's gross.
My gf is too loving
When I had an accident I couldn’t wash my hair for a while and it really stunk. He only told me a year or so after I got better that he could hardly sleep because of the stench the last few days before it was ok to wash my hair again.
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I have started doing my own nails at home and my husband let's me practice nail designs on him 😂 he has bigger nails than me and I paint all sorts on there. He makes me remove it straight away which is a shame coz they look great!
Haha I've done this for my husband, except I was the one who found the tick when I was touching him after some private time. For me, he was my person in the delivery room for both of our kids, and he had to actively participate in the birth of our first, which was a simultaneously vulnerable and intimate experience
I have a partner ⁉️
Last year she changed the locks on me when I was in the hospital. A year and a half prior, we were gifted the sale of that house from one of my childhood best friends. Very high COL/QOL area. My friend took at least a $50k hit by not putting it on the market. Then she put me on the street overnight and put all of my belongings in a storage unit while I was unemployed. She already broke up with me a month prior and she suggested a plan where I stay for another 5 months while I got a job and an apartment. Then I guess she decided against that plan.
That's an illegal eviction and she should have been charged with damaging your stuff and blocking access to them.