A Prince Among Men

When I was small, and my cousin Kirsten arrived into our family, being that I was an only child, I naturally assumed that they had her for me, and that she was mine.

It's no more complicated than that.

The shiniest black hair, big, bright, round eyes the exact color of brown smarties and delightfully chubby, you would have to be a special kind of broken not to fall in love with her.

Kirsten is married to Nicholas, the best and most compatible and perfect partner for her. Nicholas is an amazing dude - he's got this awesome quietude about him (which is in direct contrast to Kirsten, for whom quietude is a foreign and abstract concept...)

Kirsten and Nicholas are in the process of growing their first baby, and after three years and two catastrophic family losses - this baby, along with the baby Anthony, Julie and Madeleine are expecting, are the most anticipated and cherished little people who will ever be be brought into this world.

But back to our Nicholas. Nicholas is famous, FAMOUS, I say, for being the picture of gallantry, the epitome of chivalry, and the most suitable, perfectly matched person for our Kir. He is attentive and responsible, loyal and dedicated, and he loves math. Just like I was powerless against loving Kir, we are all powerless against admiring Nick.

One night very recently, Kirsten had a horrible leg cramp in her hamstring and glutes (also known as "ass"...). So she did what any other almost 9 months pregnant person would do...she used a wedge pillow to prop her back up at an angle to alleviate the pressure.

By doing so, however, she was also not sleeping on the recommended left side, which lessens the pressure on the internal vital organs and blood vessels by the growing fetus.

During the night Nick noticed she had assumed a potentially dangerous sleep position and nudged her gently to wake her up.

"Kir", he whispered, "You're sleeping on your back..."

Kirsten thought, "Oh, how sweet! He's worried that I am depriving oxygen to the baby by being on my back and squishing that all important vein."

So she responded, in a most loving and manner "Don't worry Nicholas. I have the wedge pillow propping me up to stay off the vein."

"No," Nick replied deadpan, "You were snoring".

A Prince Among Men...



This gorgeous photo of my gorgeous Kirsten is used with permission of the amazing talented photographer, Alisa Groves.

Alisa Groves
www.alisagrovesphotography.ca
phone: 780.932.2547