Ten months later.

"Wake up, Daddy, Mommy! It's morning already!"

Scott and Zara, who were snuggled up in bed, woke up to the excited squeal of their son. Zara opened her eyes and yawned. She nudged her husband as he was already drifting to sleep again.

"Wake up or he will come jumping on the bed again," she whispered to him.

Scott stirred and rubbed his eyes. "But I am so tired. You wore me out last night."

"It's not my fault. The baby wanted to eat a lot last night and she refused to let me sleep until I satisfied the cravings."

"You know that's not what I'm talking...