A baby was stirring, without much more room
His stocking was hung by the chimney with care
In hopes he'd arrive before Christmas was there
Mike and Jess were all snug in there beds
While visions of Baby danced in their heads
Emmy on her pillow, and them under their sheets
Were cherishing their last few nights of sleep
When late one night, they started to come
Five minutes apart, it was time to run
Jess sprang from the bed, knowing what was the matter
When Mike started the van, which roared with a clatter
TO BE CONTINUED...
Here is Jess at 38 weeks pregnant (and still looking good, adds Mike).
