(Inspired by "O Captain! My Captain!" [which is a much drearier piece].)
O baby! My baby! Your bedtime's here again.
And questioning your wakening isn't an "if," but "when."
The bath is done, the books are read, the prayers they are all chanted.
Your socks are on, your shirt is tucked, your bottom's been a-panted.
Now, shh! shh! shh!
As I walk you through the air
And place you in your snuggly crib,
Then descend the well-worn stairs.
O baby! My baby! It's only been an hour,
And yet you're up and crying now. Will I ever shower?
I go to you and scoop you up, and settle you to nurse,
And when you're done, I put you down, and when you cry, I curse.
So rock, rock, rock
As you suck without a care,
And I place you back in bed again
And sneakily go downstairs.
My baby's up and wailing now, it's not yet ten o'clock,
If only this could just be solved by changing out his frock.
He's dry and clean, he's nursing again, eventually he'll sleep.
And someday when he sleeps all night, I probably will weep.
So I hug, kiss and snuggle
My sweet, warm teddy bear,
And patiently await the night
I don't have to climb the stairs.