If Beyoncé Songs Were Really About Being a Mom

I've been thinking, I've been thinking
Your onesie gets filthy with that milk from me
I've been thinking, I've been thinking
Why can't I get you sleepy, baby?
I love you, na na
Why can't I get you sleepy, baby?
I love you, na na

Boobs on ice, Boobs on ice
Feeling like an animal with these pumps all in my grill
Sleepless nights, sleepless nights
You got me faded, faded, faded
Baby, I still love you, na na
Can't keep my eyes off you
Daddy, wants to share you, na na
So in love, I won't share you

You woke me up in the night crying,
"How the hell the hell am I supposed to fall back to sleep?"
Oh baby, so in love but you be crying all night
Last thing I remember is putting you down before the light
So in love

You be up all night, love, love
You be up all night, love, love