Twas the night before Christmas.
When all through the CVICU.
All the nurses were scurrying.
They all know what to do.
We celebrated our Christmas Eve with our hospital family.
The doctors provided a meal that we ate happily.
We took Emma on a ride to see the hospital’s big tree.
The look on her face was pure glee.
Christmas pjs are on and the music is playing
Emma is bathed and her nurses are saying.
It is time to rest up for Santa is coming soon with his sleigh
Emma will start her Christmas morning with pokes and an X-ray.
Emma was nestled all snug in her hospital bed.
While visions of Valium danced in her head.
The presents were tucked under our little tree.
And all the nurses and doctors just had to come see
Christmas morning is here and guess who arrives?
Santa is at the door with presents and Emma just cries.
She loves all her gifts especially the tissue.
She’s one happy baby despite all her issues.
Our family arrives to join in the fun.
It is so nice to be together as one.
Emma opens her presents from all Santa’s elves (aka Grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, nurses, respiratory therapists, and friends)
And the look on her face tells us she is enjoying herself.
We had a great day and Emma was worn out.
She went right to sleep without one little shout.
Christmas is Christmas even in a hospital room.
There was lots of love around not one ounce of gloom.
You learn really fast it’s about love after all.
No matter how you celebrate whether big or small.
We are so blessed to have another year with our Princess.
Scott and I consider ourselves really Blessed.
We hope you all had a wonderful Holiday.
And we want you to know that we mean when we say…
Merry Christmas to all of you who have shown us love and care
May your New Year be filled with many blessings to share.