You’ll be painting a wall
You’ll be choosing a crib
And before you know it
Your babe’s spitting up all over his bib
You can try to count sheep
But when they finally sleep
Someone rings the doorbell
And you blurt out *beep*
Anxiety too
Becomes all too apparent
To this I’d say welcome
To being a parent
Will they fall? Be too tall?
Be too short or too small?
Shouldn’t she walk yet?
Is he supposed to still crawl?
Is he happy or sad?
Is she calm now or mad?
Hey, if somethings not right
You can always blame dad
Between dirty diapers
And laundry loads high
You’ll be looking around
Now your house is a sty
But the laundry’s no issue
Though it stretches a mile
Because there’s one thing that matters
That's your little one’s smile
And they grow up so fast
And the diapers don’t last
And before you blink twice
It’s all in the past
So enjoy every moment
Because adventure awaits
For you and your little one
I promise, it’s great