'Twas the night before surgery...

..and all through the house, no children were stirring, and Bree was sleeping with a stuffed mouse!

The diaper bag was packed, with careful care, knowing that in 10 hours, we would be there.

For now Bree is snuggled all warm in her bed, with visions of crinkle toys dancing in her head.

With I doing schoolwork, and Adam drinkin' a night cap, soon we'd be having a brief nighttime nap.

For in a few hours, the alarm will clatter...and we will spring from our beds...to realize what was the matter!

To pack up the car, and drive away in a flash...we'd be off for her surgery...in a mad dash!

We'll use the GPS because we don't know which way to go...this time her surgery is at St. Joe's!

When we arrive we'll sigh and say "We're here!"...for then we will know we are in the clear.

The prep will start, it will go so quick! It will be time for surgery, and she'll be taken back by a guy named Nick.

The waiting will begin, and we will hope to see...success on the face of the person who comes to inform me.

"Her surgery is over, it went as well as it could...now come on back and snuggle with her, as you should!"

This is a best case scenario and true it will be.......just you wait your pretty little self and you will see! :)