Bedtime Stories for Newborns

Looking for bedtime stories for newborns that feel soft for you and soothing for your baby, without too much plot or excitement? This gentle garden story uses simple words, slow repetition, and playful but quiet images to give your baby something calm to hear while you hold them, feed them, or rock them. Even though your newborn is not following the story yet, the rhythm of your voice, the simple sounds, and the steady pace all matter. Whether you are doing a late night feed, a nap wind down, or your last cuddle of the evening, you can also use Sleepytale to create a personalized bedtime story for newborns that includes your baby’s name, your nickname for them, and the soft details you want to repeat every night.

Mimo’s Big Silly Garden Bedtime

Mimo is a little rabbit.
Mimo is soft and small.
Mimo has big ears.
Mimo wiggles those ears.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle.
Mimo laughs.
Hee-hee.

It is morning.
The sun is gentle.
The sky is light and blue.
Birds say, tweet-tweet, good morning.
Mimo says, good morning, garden.

Mimo loves to garden.
Mimo loves to dig.
Mimo loves to water.
Mimo loves to sing to seeds.

Hello, tiny seeds, Mimo says.
Wake up, tiny seeds.
Stretch, tiny seeds.

The seeds do not talk, but they listen.
They listen with quiet seed ears.
That is very silly.
Mimo giggles.

Mimo’s garden is very big.
It is the biggest garden.
It is full of vegetables.
So many vegetables.

Carrots stand tall and orange.
Tomatoes are red and round.
Peas are small and green.
Lettuce is leafy and curly.
Pumpkins are big and bouncy-looking.
Cucumbers are long and cool.
Potatoes play hide-and-seek in the dirt.
Onions sit like little moons.

Mimo looks at it all.
Wow, says Mimo.
So many colors.
So many shapes.
So many veggies.

Mimo wears a tiny sun hat.
The hat is floppy.
It flops over one ear.
Flop, flop.
The hat keeps jumping off.

Whoops, says Mimo.
Hat, please stay.

The hat slides to one side.
Mimo smiles.
Okay, silly hat.
You can be silly.
I will be silly too.

Mimo hops to the carrots.
Hop, hop, hop.
Mimo checks a carrot.
Is it ready?

He pulls a little.
The carrot peeks up.
The carrot is shy.
Mimo whispers, hello, carrot.

Mimo hums a song.
Hum-hum-hummm.
The carrot hears the song and smiles.
Mimo pulls again.
Pop.

Out pops a carrot with a big green hairdo.
The carrot looks like it has a silly haircut.
Oh my whiskers, says Mimo.
Fancy hair, carrot.

Mimo laughs.
The carrot seems to laugh too.
Hee-hee-hee.

Mimo waters the peas.
Drip, drip, drip.
The water makes tiny rainbows.
The peas clap.
Clap clap, pea pods.
Mimo claps back.
Clap clap.

Mimo counts with the peas.
One pea, two peas, three peas, four.
More peas spill out like green marbles.
Roll, roll, roll.

Mimo says, wait, peas.
He chases them in slow, bouncy hops.
Hop, hop.
He scoops them into a little bowl.

Thank you, peas.
Good rolling, peas.

At the tomatoes, Mimo makes a tomato joke.
Knock-knock, says Mimo.
Who’s there, says Mimo in a tomato voice.
Tomato who, says Mimo.
Tomato be careful, we are squishy.

Mimo giggles so hard that his hat flops right over his eyes.
He peeks under the edge.
Hello, tomatoes.
You are red like smiles and kisses.

Mimo picks two.
One for soup.
One for a snack.
Great job, tomatoes.

Mimo looks at the lettuce.
The lettuce is curly and wavy.
It looks like a green ocean.

Mimo says, shhh, listen to the lettuce waves.
Whooosh, whooosh.
Mimo pretends to surf with a tiny leaf.
He makes a surf sound.
Swish.

He rides the leaf on his paw.
Whoa, silly rabbit.
The leaf falls.
Plop.
Mimo laughs.

The garden is full of gentle jokes.

A butterfly visits.
The butterfly is yellow.
The butterfly is tiny.
The butterfly sits on Mimo’s nose.

Hello, butterfly, says Mimo.
The butterfly tickles.
Tickle, tickle.
Mimo sneezes.
Ah-choo.

The butterfly flies up and around in a loop.
Mimo bows.
Thank you, little friend.
Good loop.

The sun is higher.
The garden is warm.
Mimo drinks water.
Sip, sip.
He shares with a bird.
The bird dips its beak.
Sip, sip.

Mimo says, cheers.
The bird says, chirp.
They both smile.

Mimo finds a funny cucumber.
It is curvy.
It looks like a smile.

Mimo holds it up.
Big cucumber smile.
He tries to smile the same way.
Cheeeese.

His whiskers make the smile even bigger.

A ladybug rides on the cucumber like a tiny bus.
All aboard, ladybug bus, says Mimo.
Next stop, Tomato Town.
The ladybug wiggles its tiny feet.
That means yes.

Mimo checks the pumpkins.
They are round and bright.
They look like orange moons.
He pats one gently.
Pat, pat.

Thank you for growing.
You are very round and very patient.

The pumpkin says nothing.
Pumpkins are very quiet.
Mimo nods.
Quiet is good.
Quiet is cozy.

Mimo sings a garden song.
Grow, grow, little seeds.
Grow tall like friendly weeds.
Shine, shine, little sun.
Gardening is silly fun.

He sings softly.
The vegetables listen.
They do not talk.
They listen with their vegetable hearts.
That is funny.
Mimo smiles at his own joke.

Down the path, Mimo sees a puddle.
The puddle is shiny like a mirror.
Mimo looks at his face.

He makes a fish face.
Blub blub.
He makes a bear face.
Grrr, oh wait, no scary things.
He makes a bumblebee face.
Buzz-buzz-buzz.

The puddle laughs in little circles.
Ripple, ripple.

A gentle breeze comes.
The breeze is friendly.
It moves Mimo’s hat.
It tickles his ears.

Mimo holds the hat with both paws.
Hold on, hat.
We are a team.

The breeze says, whoooo.
Mimo says, whoooo back.
The leaves clap again.
Clap clap clap.
Bravo, breeze.

Mimo looks at the biggest carrot of all.
It is very huge.
It peeks out like a tiny orange mountain.

Mimo says, ooooh.
He pats the carrot.
Hello, big friend.
Are you ready?

He pulls a little.
He pulls a little more.
The carrot says, hmmm, not yet.
Mimo nods.
Okay.
You can wait.
Waiting is okay.

He visits the onions.
The onions make eyes feel funny.
Mimo puts on funny goggles.
They are blue swim goggles.
He is a garden swimmer.
Swish, swish.

Hello, onions, says Mimo.
You look like sleepy moons.
He hums to them.
Hum-hum.
The onions rest.
Mimo rests too.

It is snack time.
Mimo makes a tiny picnic on a blanket.
He brings carrot sticks, little pea pods, cherry tomatoes, cucumber slices, and warm bread.
He brings water with lemon.

He puts everything in careful rows.
Rows like garden rows.
He sits.
He takes a bite.
Crunch.

He shares a crumb with a bird.
He shares a pea with a mouse who peeks and squeaks.
He shares a smile with the sun.

Thank you, garden, says Mimo.
You are big and kind.

After snack, Mimo plays a game.
He plays “Find the Potato.”

Where is the potato.
Is it here.
No.
Is it there.
No.
Is it under the leaf.
Peek-a-boo.
Potato.

Mimo laughs as he finds three potatoes.
One potato, two potato, three potato, yay.

He lines them up.
They are potato friends.
They do a slow potato dance.
Plop, plop, plop.
Mimo claps for the potato show.

Mimo sweeps the path.
Sweep, sweep.
He hums.
Hum-hum.

He waters again.
Drip, drip.
He pats the soil.
Pat, pat.

He thanks the worms.
Thank you, worms, for wiggly work.
The worms wiggle back.
Wiggle, wiggle.
Mimo bows.
Thank you, team.

The day grows softer.
The sky turns peach and pink.
The garden yawns a tiny yawn.
Yaaawn.

Mimo yawns too.
Yaaaawn.
He stretches his little arms.
Stretch left.
Stretch right.

He rolls his shoulders like a slow turtle.
Slow and cozy.

Mimo picks a small basket for dinner.
He picks one carrot, one tomato, one cucumber, one lettuce leaf.

He sings a basket song.
One by one, into the basket you go.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, hello.

He laughs at his own rhyme.
Silly basket song.
The basket swings a little.
Sway, sway.

The gentle moon peeks out.
Hello, moon, says Mimo.
The moon smiles a baby smile.
The stars are little sparkles.
Twinkle, twinkle.

The garden listens to the night.
The crickets sing a soft song.
Chirp-chirp-chirp.

Mimo puts away his tools.
He folds his blanket.
He sets his tiny hat on a peg.

Good job, hat.
You stayed very silly today.

Mimo washes his paws.
Splish-splash.
He dries them on a soft towel.
Pat-pat dry.

He brushes his whiskers.
Brush, brush.

He wears cozy pajamas with carrot buttons.
Button, button, button.
He giggles at the buttons.
The buttons look like tiny carrots marching in a line.
March, march, march.

Before bed, Mimo says good night to the garden.
Good night, carrots.
Good night, tomatoes.
Good night, peas.
Good night, pumpkins.
Good night, cucumbers.
Good night, onions.
Good night, potatoes.
Good night, lettuce waves.
Good night, butterfly.
Good night, bird.
Good night, ladybug bus.
Good night, tiny worms.

Sleep tight, everyone.
Grow gentle and slow.

Mimo climbs into bed.
The pillow is soft.
The blanket is warm.
The room smells like clean earth and mint.

He hugs a plush carrot toy.
Hee-hee.
He whispers, thank you for a funny day.

He listens to the night.
He hears the breeze say, whoooo.
He hears the crickets say, chirp.
He hears his own breath, in and out, in and out, like waves on lettuce.
So slow.
So calm.
So sweet.

Mimo closes his eyes.
He remembers the cucumber smile.
He remembers the potato dance.
He remembers the ladybug bus and Tomato Town.
He remembers his hat doing flop, flop.

He smiles a sleepy smile.
He thinks of tomorrow.
Tomorrow there will be more colors.
More shapes.
More gentle jokes.

He feels happy.
He feels safe.
He feels loved by his big, silly garden.

Good night, Mimo.
Good night, big garden.
Good night, tiny seeds.

Grow slowly.
Rest softly.
Dream of sunshine.
Dream of rain drops.
Dream of carrots with funny hair.
Dream of peas that roll like little green giggles.
Dream of everything kind and cozy.

Sleep, sleep, sleep.

And in the moonlight, the vegetables listen to Mimo’s quiet breathing.
They listen with their vegetable hearts.
The hearts are full of calm.
The garden sighs a happy sigh.
Haaah.

The stars wink.
Wink, wink.
The night tucks Mimo in like a gentle blanket.
The world is soft and silly and safe.

Mimo sleeps.
The garden sleeps.
All is well.

Why this bedtime story for newborns helps

This bedtime story for newborns is built out of soft sounds, short sentences, and simple, repeated images so your baby hears a gentle pattern instead of fast, busy language. The story moves through slow, cozy actions in the garden, with lots of onomatopoeia like wiggle, drip, clap, and hush, which are easy for a sleepy brain to float on. There is no danger, no loud surprise, and no big twist; everything is silly, kind, and predictable, which helps you stay calm while you read and lets your newborn relax to the rhythm of your voice. If you treat this bedtime story for newborns as part of the nightly routine, reading it in a soft, steady tone while you hold or rock your baby, it becomes a soothing cue that it is time to drift toward sleep.

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Create Your Own Bedtime Story for Newborns ✨

Sleepytale lets you create your own bedtime stories for newborns so you can repeat the same soft phrases and names night after night. You can add your baby’s name, your nickname for them, the room you cuddle in, the sounds they know already, and any gentle images you want to come back to, like stars, soft toys, or a favorite chair. In a few taps, Sleepytale turns that into a simple, slow bedtime story for newborns that you can keep using through those early weeks and months. You can save several bedtime stories for newborns for different moments, like middle of the night feeds or the main bedtime wind down, and read them on your phone or play them as calm audio so your baby hears the same loving, predictable words while they drift off in your arms.

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