Crazy dreams. Ugh!

The first one, a couple of nights ago, I dreamt about my grandmother and great grandmother and there were baby boys all swaddled up. I asked hubby if I cried in my sleep that night, he said not anytime he was up. This morning when I went back to sleep after hubby went to work, I was looking for this perfect fabric for a baby blanket, then we ended up at a drive through were they were playing a version of butterfly kisses but the words were different, like for a boy instead of a girl. I don't think I actually woke up either time but I remember clearly lying in bed crying because of the dream.