A miserable night

I know some people won't want to read about this, but we had the first really miserable night with Gracie on Sunday.  She NEVER wakes up in the middle of the night.  Once she's out, she's OUT.  I haven't gotten up with her in the wee hours since she was about 3 months old.  However, for some reason on Sunday night, Gracie woke up at 1:00am hollering.  I waited a minute to see if she'd just lost her wubby, but a check on the monitor showed her standing there, holding the wubby, so I knew that wasn't it.  I ended up going up there and she was just bawling and fell into my arms, calming down almost immediately.  I sat with her in the chair and she settled down and fell asleep in about 10 minutes.  But as soon as I tried to lay her down in the crib she woke up and started crying again.  At this point, Randy came upstairs and I decided to change her diaper, as she WAS wet and had had a bit of a rash earlier in the evening- maybe that's what was bothering her.  Randy didn't think so- he still thinks she had a bad dream, as we had scared her a bit with the vacuum cleaner that night.  After a fresh diaper, Randy volunteered to rock her, and she fell asleep.  After 30 minutes or so he tried to lay her down, but guess what?  Yep, hollering again.  He came on downstairs and we thought we'd let her cry it out, but more than 10 minutes later she had thrown the wubby overboard, so I had to go up there and retrieve it.  I ended up bringing her downstairs to let her sleep with us, but since she's never slept with us before, she had no idea that she was supposed to sleep!  She did finally fall lightly asleep in Randy's arms, but as soon as he moved, she was awake, ready to play.  At this point, it is 3:00 in the morning.  None of us were getting any sleep, so I took her BACK upstairs, rocked her for a minute, put her down, and just let her fuss.  I stayed in her room so she could see me, but I didn't move or talk to her- it took probably 30 minutes of whimpering and fussing and whining, but she did eventually wear out and slept the rest of the night.  We were zombies in the morning.  And now we go to bed afraid of a repeat performance.  Keep your fingers crossed for us that we avoid any more miserable nights!