My thought's exactly

I found this in a book that I am currently reading. I thought it was perfect after my post yesterday on our rough nights.

Hush, little Sara, don’t you scream,

Aren’t we supposed to be on the same team?

It’s after midnight and Mama’s gotta sleep,

Would you like a new pretty Jeep?

Your cries give Mama a hunch

That she’ll get into the office sometime around lunch.

Please let’s not make this a fight,

You’re just going to have to sleep through the night.

Because Mama’s gotta go back to her job

And your screams are making her head throb.

Mama would really love it if you could learn

To only cry when it’s your dad’s turn