Thanks for the review, guys!! It's very encouraging!!

Chapter 3

Since that fateful night 2 weeks ago, not a day went by that they didn't discuss the baby. They started immediately looking for a fertility specialist. Maureen had called several clinics in the area, but wasn't able to find any that she was comfortable with. Many didn't seem too keen on the idea of helping two lesbians have a baby together and the rejection had started to get to her.

She sat on the couch with the phonebook in her lap, the cordless phone lying next to her as the setting New York sun gleamed into the open window of the apartment, casting a glare on the TV. She had just called another clinic and though they seemed okay with the idea of helping her get pregnant with her girlfriend's baby, Maureen just didn't feel like this clinic was the right one for her and Joanne. As a single tear made its way up and over her lower lid and down the side of her face she suddenly heard a key slide into the lock and the door swing open. She quickly wiped the tear away with the back of her hand.

"Hey Honeybear," Joanne stepped in the door and tossed her keys and briefcase on the kitchen counter, "How was your day?"

"Well….it uh…..it was okay." Maureen knew that Joanne could tell she was lying out her ass.

"Oh, baby, no luck with any of the fertility specialists?" Joanne walked to the couch and gave Maureen a "hello" peck on the lips, then walked back to the kitchen to hang up her jacket. Maureen heaved herself off the couch and joined her in the kitchen.

"Eh…not really. I mean, one that I talked to today seemed okay with the idea of helping us, but I just….it…..it didn't feel right in my heart" Maureen placed her right hand over her chest.

"Well, what if I told you that I think I may have found us one?" Joanne asked, grinning slyly.

"What? What do you mean 'you found one'? When did-…..who-?"

"You remember Abby, one of the secretaries down at the office?"

"Is that the one I flirted with at your office Christmas party two Christmases ago?" Maureen asked, hopping up on one of their bar stools.

"Yes, baby, and thank you so much for bringing that up!" Maureen smiled innocently, batting her eyelashes. "But yeah, anywho, her and her husband had some fertility problems a few years back, but now they have a beautiful little boy, Ben, and I've heard Abby mention more than once how great her doctor was and…..well….I might have mentioned to her that we were looking for a specialist and she gave me the name and number of her doctor."

"And?" Maureen was slightly frustrated that Joanne had shared the fact that they were thinking about a baby with someone. Maureen wasn't usually one to be secretive about anything, but they hadn't even told their families or the Boho crew what they were thinking about yet. However, she was curious to hear about this doctor that Joanne seemed so excited about, so she kept her frustrations quiet.

"Well, I gave her office a call and she had a moment so I was able to actually talk to her. Her name is Dr. Sheryl Judd and, Baby, she's wonderful or she at least sounds that way. And I told her what we were wanting to do and she said she would be happy to have a consultation with us to see if we would be good candidates for in vitro fertilization. And Maur, she really, truly sounded genuine. It didn't sound like she was just saying that because she just wants to get money out of us. She seems to legitimately want to help us."

"Okay, so did you bring this chick's number home so I can call and schedule this consultation?" Maureen, though still a little flustered that Joanne had shared their private info with Abby, was happy that Joanne had found someone and was not only comfortable with her, but really excited about. However, she wanted to meet this chick first.

"Yeah, I do have the number, but she said that some first time patients have to wait months to get in to see her." Maureen was visibly upset by this, putting her elbows on the counter and resting her chin in her fists. "However…..," Maureen's eyes narrowed as Joanne continued, "during our conversation, she got another call so she put me on hold for a minute. When she came back she said that a couple had just made a cancellation for, get this, tomorrow morning and she'd love to squeeze us in, so I told her to put our names down and we'd be there!"

Maureen's jaw hit the floor.

"So you mean that we are going to see a fertility specialist tomorrow? It's all going to start tomorrow?"

"Yep!"

"But…Pookie…wait…I've never met this chick. What if I don't like her?" As happy as Maureen was, some doubt popped into her mind.

"Baby, trust me, from what she told me about herself, you're going to love this woman! She grew up in Alphabet City, performed beat poetry in college, played bass in a band that regulared at CBGB's, and was arrested for mooning the White House on a Senior Class trip."

"Oh, wow, that's….that's pretty cool. So, tomorrow morning, huh? Well, I'll have to try to clear my calendar," she joked. Joanne rolled her eyes.

"So what's up for dinner?"

"There's nothing in the fridge but Eggos, cream cheese, pickles, and left over veggie burgers I think we grilled last year sometime." Joanne gagged.

"I'm hungry, but damn, I'm not that hungry. I'm thinking dinner at the Life, grocery escapade at the market to follow. Whadda ya say?"

"Sounds good, I'm starving." Maureen's stomach gurgled as if to agree.

"Ok, just give me a second. I've gotta pee like a race horse with a hard on and 2 laps to go!!!" Joanne did the potty dance all the way back to bathroom.

Once Maureen heard the bathroom door shut, she flopped onto the couch with a heavy sigh, trying to take in the fact that she was going to be seeing a fertility specialist tomorrow morning. She was impressed by what Joanne said about this Dr. Judd and how excited Joanne was about this, because honestly, when does Joanne ever really get excited? But Maureen tried not to let herself get too excited. She didn't want to go in with huge expectations of this doctor, only to realize she was too good to be true, but she couldn't help but feel a peace in her heart for the first time since she looked up "fertility specialists" in the phone book two weeks ago.