Nora Grace’s Story

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The onezies were hung in the nursery with care,
In hopes our sweet daughter soon would be there;

Our baby was nestled all snug in her womb,
And had visions of daddy singing a tune
And mamma in her PJ’s and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,

When in mommy’s belly there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the hospital we flew like a flash,
Jumped in the car and gas pedal I mashed.

The moon on the breast of the weather so dreary
Made the wet roads below look a little bit teary,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But an officer pulling out, now at my rear,

My pace was slowed, now not lively or quick,
It now seemed forever that time did tick.
At last to 400 we had arrived
Mommy was shouting, “Drive, drive drive!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
We drove with a passion and finally arrived,
Got out of the car and walked into Northside.

And then, in a twinkling, we got to our room
They said she’s not ready, you’ve come to soon.
A morphine shot later, we were turning around,
Back to the house we went with a bound.

The hours ticked by, minute by minute
Christmas Day stopped, but contractions didn’t ;
Two lost lunches later the doctor was called
And went back to the hospital to have our sweet doll

This time was different, “You’re ready!” they said
And in walked Doc. Sugarman, to take off the edge
A few hours later the clock struck twelve
The day after Christmas is good as well

Soon thereafter our Jamaican nurse walked in,
She said “poosh da bebe” and we both held hands
Minutes later they announced she’d arrived
Born in the AM at the time of PI

She was chubby and plump, a right jolly young doll
Eight pounds two ounces, certainly not small
Twenty Inches from her head to her toes
And a stunningly cute little bitty nose

She spoke not a word, but yes she did cry,
The nurses checked her and said all is right
And then in our arms, our sweet daughter we held
Now as a family our three hearts are meld

And away we all flew back to the house.
Mommy and Daddy and our sweet lite mouse
What a wonderful present, something just right


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