The phone called out shrilly, jarring Lou from her sleep. She groaned and reached behind her head, fumbling around to find the phone. Finally, the tips of her fingers touched the plastic and she brought the cordless over the arm of the couch and to her ear.
"Hello?" she asked groggily.
"I woke you up, didn't I?" came Scott's gentle voice, causing Lou to smile, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," she said, pushing herself upright, "and we're fine, to save you the trouble of asking."
She heard him laugh softly as she placed a hand over her gently rounded belly, where their first child grew within her.
"Okay," he said, "What did you want for dinner? I'll be off in about a half an hour."
Lou looked at the clock, surprised to see it was already nearing five. She realized she had been asleep for about three hours as she shifted her weight uncomfortably.
"Anything's fine," she said a bit hurriedly, "but I have to let you go. I really have to pee," she explained a little sheepishly.
"All right, but if you think of something, give me a call. Love you."
"I love you, too," she said, then hung up before he had a chance to say anything else.
Throwing the phone down onto the couch unceremoniously, she stood up and jogged to the bathroom.