If I were SW, exhausted, not feeling well, after arriving home at 2AM, and I had to get up the next morning to go to the doctor, I think the last thing I would want to do would be to wake the sleeping children. I’d want to go to bed and get some sleep. I’d probably go to their doorways and take a very quiet peek at my beautiful babies, but I would most likely let sleeping dogs lie. And if my lying, cheating, jerk of a husband wanted to start an emotional conversation, I think I’d tell him to save it for the morning.