This is my son who woke up every two hours all night long for the first six or so months of his life. It was somewhat disconcerting, because I realized early on that I don't dream if I'm woken up every two or three hours. I suppose I don't have enough time to fall into a deep enough sleep to reach dreams (or at least, to remember them).
Last night, I woke up from an incredibly strange dream where I was in my parent's old house, standing right outside the living room which was completely filled with cockroaches. All size cockroaches. The biggest ones were the size of cats. They weren't moving, but I wasn't sure whether they were dead or stunned or just holding still to trick me into walking into the room.
Anyway, the point is that I woke up from a very rare dream, shocked that I had just been dreaming because my lovely amazing wonderful child had slept through the night!
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