One of our worst nights

Not sure why, but Inara woke up several times (4 according to Shawn's count) last night screaming bloody murder. She seemed to want nothing to do with her bed and room as she kept reaching for the door. Maybe she got scared? Maybe she had an upset tummy? We thought it might be her teeth, so we gave her Orajel. No help. Shawn was trying to get her back to sleep on the second round, I think it was, and he ended up calling for mommy over the monitor. That was funny at least. At one point, Shawn ended up bringing her in bed with us and the little turd (Inara, not Shawn, of course) was bright eyes and wanted to play. I made her a bottle thinking maybe she was hungry. She downed that thing so fast. Shawn finally got her calmed down and relaxed in our bed. She struggled going back to sleep in her bed for a bit, but we finally got 90 min. out of her before she woke up crying again. I went in at 2:39, changed her diaper, turned her CD player back on (I LOVE JACK JOHNSON!!!), and rubbed her head and back. She went back to sleep pretty easily that time. What the heck was that all about, baby girl? Does this mean mommy is in for a doozy of a day? Not good considering we have a doctor visit at 10am. God, grant me patience today. (Ha ha!)