Sleep now son, sleep.
Hush little boy.
You are so eager to arrive!
Today you woke up.
All those months of a quiet womb.
Now you protest your quarters roughly.
Sleep now, son sleep.
Your elbows and knees will stretch soon.
A bed is waiting.
In less time than I counted.
Less time than I imagined.
Less days left.
Less nights.
Yet, son, you will be more than less.
My heart only has more.

So sleep now, sleep and grow.
We shall sleep and grow

Just grow enough, little one.
We shall see you soon.