I've never been a good sleeper. I tend to wake quite often, which hasn't been helped by having Claire. She wakes up, and needs to nurse, and I end up lying awake for too long afterwards. My brain boils with questions and worries.
Last night, I had a terrible time falling back to sleep after the 4:30am feeding. Once I did I had two back-to-back nightmares.
Well, the first was more of a stress dream. I was trying to catch a train, and the conductors wouldn't let me on the trains. (This, I know was a reaction to our plans to take the train upstate today.) I woke from that briefly, rolled over and drifted back to sleep and had a dream where I went to get Claire from her dream to discover that she'd gotten her head so wedged in the corner of the crib that her skull was deformed, bean shaped.
I was so fed up and out of sorts that I got up!