Romance - Its the little things that count

As its Valentine’s Day this Sunday I thought I’d write about what romance means to me.

Me and OH have decided this year not to do presents to save money and just give cards, we won’t be going out for dinner, we’ll have a quite one at home but that doesn’t bother me, it’s not the grand gestures one day a year that I like, it’s the little ones throughout the year that is romantic to me and OH is good at them.

Last year OH bought me a book for Valentines, not a romantic book or love poems, but it was a book that I wanted. That may not sound romantic to you but OH made sure I had some baby free time to read it

When he runs me a bath he always fills it with bubbles and lights candles.

He makes me hot chocolate with cream and marshmallows

He rings me when he has finished work to see if we need anything (he works for a supermarket), he can tell if I’ve had a bad day and brings me home something to cheer me up, normally my favourite chocolate.

He downloaded the Glee soundtrack for me.

On Tuesday he bought me home some chocolate Hot Cross Buns, he knows I don’t like the normal ones and thought I would like these. (I did by the way)

He buys me the latest copy of my favourite magazine as soon as it comes out, I don’t have to ask.

When I was pregnant he would massage my swollen legs and feet with cooling gel.

He brings me cups of coffee in bed and cooks a great breakfast on a Sunday.

He kisses me when he leaves and kisses me when he comes home.

My other half may not be good at the big grand gestures (He asked to me move in with him by saying “Think of the money you’d save if we moved in together”) , we don’t say “ I Love You” everyday but he is great at the little things and I’ll take that over a big bunch of roses and a dodgy teddy any day.


NM X