Getting out of bed ended up being a long, drawn out, and arduous process. First came waking up, then came the hour and a half of cuddles. Next was about an hour and a half of making love followed by the (one hundred percent mandatory) post-bliss snuggles that stretched on for another hour. Frankly, things could have stretched on even longer had it not been for the nagging sound of Dahlia's grumbling belly as her body screamed for breakfast. Of course, by that point it would be more of a lunch than breakfast, but oh well; sometimes slow mornings were the best and this was certainly not an exception.