I went in to get the baby up this morning and she was laying on her side pressed up against the edge of her crib, gnawing on the bars. It was like some sort of dangerous caged animal. I am surprisingly cheerful this morning though, despite having kids awake at 12, 1, 2, and 3. Then after I went back to bed after the 3 o clock waking (when I had to feed her a bottle), I fell asleep and had a very strange dream where I went to a bizarre wedding. At midnight I just gave the baby her paci and she went back to sleep, the middle 2 were the toddler asking if she could sleep in my bed.