Curious patterns

The pattern: I wake at 3am. Shortly after I hear thudding feet across the landing and Bobbin crashes in with armfuls of cuddles to climb into our bed. Three hours of high quality thrashing and low quality sleep later we wake up in a grump. A frantic play session starts as if her life depended on it, usually some variation of dragging, throwing, pulling items out of drawers or lumping them in washing baskets around the house. I'm honestly shattered and the house is a tip. Not sure what to do to break this cycle...