‘‘Twas the night before maternity leave ends

”Twas the night before maternity leave came to a head

Oakley and Wyatt were asleep in their bed

The bags were all packed with diapers and snacks

In hopes that tomorrow wouldn’t be be whack

Thoughts of tomorrow filled their mom’s head

While worries and fears remained unsaid

Wide awake and anxious as ever

Praying they would all survive tomorrow’s endeavor

How would her babies fare?

Even though they’d be in good care

Only time will tell

If tomorrow will go extremely well

For now we wait and pray

That tomorrow will be a great day