Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
All the creatures were stirring – likely including a mouse.
(Or rather a rat, but with traps he wouldn’t have a very merry Christmas moment.
Bah Humbug rodent!) Continue reading
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Voices of the Year
This is a Yay Me post. If that bothers you, come back tomorrow to see if I’ve done something like flash the church parking lot or dropped my child on his head.
BlogHer is a community and media company created in partnership with women in social media. I’m kind of enamoured with it. I’m a women in social media! It’s a place for people of all different walks of life and experience to come together and share their stories. Continue reading
Miracle Babies Poem
I did not write this. Anonymous did.
I have two sons, born at 27 weeks – yet the rest is accurate in its entirety. This is the indoctrination into life as a preemie parent.
Thank you Miracle Babies, for sharing.
Twas the Night Before Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through our house
the only creature left stirring was me with my mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
The muppets were nestled all snug in their cribs,
While I came up with these clever ad-libs.
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”
