Everything is so peaceful until I’m forced to say those dreaded words “Get Up”. You are so delighted to be in this world that I’m afraid to bring into the one where you actually have to do something. The sleeping tiger can literally awake and boy does it roar. So I gradually change the lighting and sound so you can do the same but ultimately must deal with the reality that sometimes I’m the one that must be the one that ends the peace. I just pray that this war will be as short as the bed is made with you not in it.