Her First Mother's Day

It's three a.m. and the hallway light is low You don't even know I'm watching Hair up in yesterday's bun, tea gone cold on the sill You're swaying in the dark with him, humming him still You ask me every evening if you're doing this right Love, you should see what I see every night Four months in and running on fumes And somehow you're glowing Happy first Mother's Day — you don't know it yet But you're already everything, you're as good as it gets He settles when he hears you breathe, that's all the proof I need Happy first Mother's Day to the world he'll always need You memorized his small sounds like a language all your own Which cry means he's hungry, which one means just hold me close The milk-and-lavender smell of him asleep against your chest You say you're barely managing — I say you're his best You keep waiting to feel ready You were ready all along Happy first Mother's Day — you don't know it yet But you're already everything, you're as good as it gets He settles when he hears you breathe, that's all the proof I need Happy first Mother's Day to the world he'll always need Twenty years from now he won't recall these sleepless weeks But they're written in the man he'll be, in every word he speaks Happy first Mother's Day — you don't know it yet But you're already everything, you're as good as it gets He settles when he hears you breathe, that's all the proof I need Happy first Mother's Day to the world he'll always need Sleep five more minutes, love We'll be right here when you wake