Twas the Week of My Due Date

'Twas 2 days before my due date, when all through the house

I was still nesting, and hopefully not a mouse;

The pictures were hung over the crib with care,

In hopes that,you, Preston soon would be there;

 

Kate was nestled all snug in her bed,


While visions of her little brother danced in her head;

And me in my maternity clothes busting at the seams,


Ready for fall clothes and a night full of dreams,


Forget this getting up four times a night,


I am ready for it to be a baby in my sight.

For your room, I had a vision like a flash,


Turned to Luke who made it all-even the sash.


Where is fall weather? Where is the snow?


It feels as hot as it does  down below,



When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,


But clothes, diapers, and other gifts for my dear,

His room is all finished; it is now time,


A few days early will not be a crime.


More rapid than eagles his friends they came,


We've whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;


"Now, Sydney! now, Emma! Audrie, and Caroline, too!

On, Brandon! on Macy! not till Leni Jane's due!

To the top of the slide! to the top of the wall!

Now come on out! come on out! come on out all!"

  Your room is ready with fishing and flies,

  Your dad painted your furniture like the skies,

Some things old, and some things new,

A basket full of toys, and diapers too.

My friends at work, that dance late at night,

The prancing and pawing wakes us up with the light.
What a joy to work with the best nurses around,
And what a spread, no wonder I'm so round!
Poor Lizzie has had to wait on me hand and foot,
Listening to me complain about my house covered in soot;

  I've had the nicest shower in her yard out back,

Of the Harville's house, and man, what a pack!

Our small group knows how to throw a time so merry!

Complete with smores and a sundae bar with a cherry!
 

 

The gifts were displayed in an awesome boat,

And everyone left a thumbprint on the moat;
The catfish was delicious in between my teeth,

  And the decorations, oh my, even included a wreath!

There were many a broad face and a little round belly,

That shook, when we laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

Hey! Who's chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

And I laughed when I look in the mirror, in spite of myself;

Your dad just winks, and shakes his head,

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

You will come when your ready; I'm ready to work,

Just hurry up please! Don't make me a jerk,

 I'm ready to kiss that sweet little nose,

  And count each and every one of your toes; 

We'll spring to the car, and let out a whistle,

Will your hair be like the down of a thistle?

I'm ready, now, the end is in sight,

Come on Sweet Preston, Tonight's a good Night!