Twas Yesterday Morning
Twas yesterday morning and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The socks were all flung in the corner with care,
In hopes that I wouldn’t get mad they were there.
The baby was nestled, all snug in our bed,
While visions of who-knows-what danced in his head.
And I in my PJ’s without a nightcap,
Was just waking up from a long winter’s nap.
When, looking around, I saw we were alone,
I sprang from the bed to grab my iPhone.
Across to the nightstand I flew like a flash,
I stumbled, it tumbled all down with a crash.
The warm morning sun that was melting the snow,
Peeked through our blinds to the iPhone below.
When I pressed the Home button, what did appear,
But the time, and the confirm of my present fear.
I jumped to my feet, so lively and quick,
Hoping that, somehow, this was all a cruel trick.
I hustled and bustled, deeply ashamed,
We would not see the doctor at the appointment time named.
Now baby, now baby, please don’t be upset,
We will finish your breakfast, but it won’t be just yet.
Out to the minivan! Back in for my Toms!
Dash away! Dash away! Dash away, Mom!
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So all through the house in a panic I flew,
With a diaper bag full (and a back door key too).
And then, in a twinkling, I heard from the bed,
The Oohing and Cooing of one sleepy-head.
As I picked up a Nuk, and was turning around,
My baby just watched without making a sound.
He was dressed in a onesie, from his head to his feet,
That was striped with a cute monkey face on his seat.
Our bundle of joy was flat on his back,
And it looked like a big smile was starting to crack.
His eyes – how they twinkled! his dimples – how merry!
His cheeks have cute pimples; his little head’s hairy.
His sweet little mouth was drawn up in an “O,”
And his two extra chins were tucked under just so.
He opened up wide and smiled big with no teeth,
And the blanket it crowned his small head like a wreath.
He’s a face like his dad and a little round belly,
That shakes when he laughs, like a bowl full of jelly!
He’s chubby and plump, like a jolly young elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
A wink of my eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word as I went on with my work,
But looked out from the car seat like I was a jerk.
And, laying a quilt o’er the top of his chair,
We were out the back door (of the ice taking care).
We sprang to the van, which let out a whistle,
And away we all flew like the down of a thistle.
But we called up the office, as we drove out of sight,
“We’re going to be late ‘CAUSE WE SLEPT MOST OF THE NIGHT!”