is it wrong?

is it wrong that when my three-year-old declared that she needed to sleep with us, in our room tonight, i was a bit put off.  all i wanted in the whole world was a good night's sleep tonight.  i guess that's all i really want every night.  but tonight, with having to wake up in a few hours as it is, i was hoping for a miracle.  i definitely won't be getting one tonight.
i guess, in the whole scheme of life, i probably won't be getting one of those- you know, good night's sleep- for many, many, many years.  i'd love to say i will when the girls are older, but i won't.  instead i'll be worrying about mean girls and hard teachers.  or when they get through high school, but then there are boys and drinking to contend with.  college- forget about it.  i used to wake my parents up with "happy" phone calls at 4:00 a.m. when i was in college.  i know i was special, but these girls have my genetics, and therefore my propensity for "happiness" and late-night/early-morning calls just to say, "i love you."  which, i'll take, trust me.  but i know i won't sleep.
and then they'll get married, and i think i'll sleep, but their husbands will travel, and i'll be nervous.  or so i'm told, by a very trusted source.
anyway, i have now turned my three-year-old into a thirty-something, and my baby into a party-animal.  i'll say good-night.  and hope, that maybe in the next forty years, i share some shut-eye with you all!