Expecting

My mom keeps telling me she wants a baby
And I’m pretty sure she means mine
I’m kinda terrified of being on the other side
Learning how to redefine a sleepless night
My friends are moving fast
Some are on their second lap
Does that mean I’m falling behind
There are boxes that I haven’t checked
Plans I haven’t finished yet
I’m afraid I might regret
Giving up my free time
Ooh, what does it mean to be ready
Ooh, when has life ever been steady
Guess I’ll know when I know
And I won’t when I don’t
It’ll just be some quiet beginning
Someday when I’m least expecting
Maybe it’s grand design that makes me feel out of line
By being upfront with my fear
Of trading in another round for minivans and money down
I don’t know how to make it sound exciting
Ooh, what does it mean to be ready
Ooh, when has life ever been steady
Guess I’ll know when I know
And I won’t when I don’t
It’ll just be some quiet beginning
Someday when I’m least expecting