Someone please tell my children that I turn into a terrible monster between midnight and 5am. Really. Mean old mom has no patience for anything. Please eat, poop, have nightmares, and get fussy at other times of the day. I'm all yours the other 19 hours, but heaven help you if you wake the monster - consider yourselves warned.
Yes, it's 2am. No, I haven't had any sleep yet tonight. Yes, I think I have a right to be grumpy.
Don't like it? Go suck on a soother.