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12 Days of Christmas Challenge: Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer

Today’s 12 Days of Christmas Challenge take on “Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer” was penned by Alycia Estok from Color Me Happy. She’s my partner in creativity and sarcasm these days. So of course I turned to her when my brain turned to mush. Alycia came through in a big way. I know you’ll love this as much as I do!

My daughter got run over by Postpartum,
After the birth of her first babe.
You may say there’s no such thing as PPD,
But as for those who suffer, we believe.

She’d been doing lots of crying,
And I begged her to let it go.
But she’d left her medication
So she sat crying by the big window.

When we saw her Christmas morning,
With all the tears and all the snot.
There were tissues on the counter
And an empty gallon of ice cream she had bought.

My daughter got run over by Postpartum,
After the birth of her first babe.
You may say there’s no such thing as PPD
But as for those who suffer we believe.

Now we are all so proud of her hubby,
He’s been takin’ this so well.
Ignoring all the warning signs,
Watching TV while her wife goes through hell.

It’s just not Christmas, without my daughter,
All the family’s gathered around.
And we can’t help but wonder
What on earth we could do to try to help?

My daughter got run over by Postpartum,
After the birth of her first babe.
You may say there’s no such thing as PPD
But as for those who suffer we believe.

Now the stockings are all hung,
And the presents lay around.
And we are hugging on my daughter
Loving her through a small break down.
I’ve warned all my friends and blog pals,
“Better watch out for PPD,
They should never say it’s a myth,
To a family struggling underneath the Christmas Glee”

My daughter got run over by Postpartum,
After the birth of her first babe.
You may say there’s no such thing as PPD.
But for those of us who suffer, we believe.

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Alycia is the author at “Coloring Me Happy” and is formerly known as Crayon Wrangler. Widow, Suicide Survivor, Mother of 3, blending a family of 8 children and trying to get enough coffee. She’s tired. Also a photographer, she has learned to narrow the focus of the big picture into the little moments that matter the most in both pictures and her life.