I think there were dreams. I don’t remember them, and whatever I experienced of them doesn’t seem traumatic. Just unmemorable.
I woke up still holding the Overcow in my arms, so I’m getting better at this sleeping with toy animals while propped on a wedge style thing. My alarm clock is the birds sound on goodNite app (also serves as a nightlight, not that this was needed, as I slept with one nightstand light on… sigh). Let me tell you, birds is better than buzzers to wake up to, if you can wake up to them, of course.
I would still like ice cream and rainbows, but this is excellent for now.