Because we are on a budget and can't afford stamps...

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' our house

Gidget was chasing an imaginary mouse;

The stockings that hung by the chimney with care,

Are now in her bed looking very threadbare;

She should be nestled all snug in her bed,

But she’s up on the table sneaking sugar plums instead.

 

Mere wrapped in her body pillow, and Josh wearing his cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,

When out in the hall there arose such a clatter,

He sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

It was the mama to be, gone to the thermostat in a dash,

Making the house freezing to soothe her hot flash.

 

About the electric bill Josh spoke not a word,
But in his mind ran the numbers to see how things will work,

And settling in front of the TV to check scores,

Josh quickly nodded off and broke out in snores.

In a matter of minutes the alarm rang like a whistle,

Before baby comes, we'd all better learn how to whisper!

Happy Christmas to all,
And may you sleep through the night!