Your mum is asleep. You are asleep. I am writing this so I don’t forget how quiet the good kind of quiet is.
Advice, for later
0:09
Your dad cried when he told me your name. He will deny this. I have witnesses.
Four days in, and I already can’t remember what we talked about before you.
The blanket, underway.Tiny feet, going nowhere fast. I could watch these all day.
Asleep on your grandpa. The pair of them, snoring.I started knitting you a blanket before I knew you. It suits you.
The hallway table, the morning you came home.A song for you
0:30
The full morning stretch. Olympic standard.
For the drive home
0:29
Knitted before we knew you. Impossibly small.You have your mum’s frown and your dad’s appetite. We are all in so much trouble.
You have a very strong opinion about my finger.
Your first morning. Fast asleep through all the fuss.You arrived at ten past six this morning, and the whole family was awake by seven. You were wanted long before you were here.