After looking through the tabs that Franky had favorited, none of them quite appeal to the couple. Franky feels it's okay to adopt a child, but Bridget prefer one of them having the baby and giving birth. Of course, it didn't matter to Franky because she'll love the child, their child.
"I want both of us to participate in this pregnancy." Bridget stated firmly, and Franky is happy to do whatever Bridget wants to.
"I can't do it. I can't carry the baby. My body can't." Franky raises her hands. She has sustained serious injuries from her time in Wentworth. And she can't risk having a baby in her womb. Who knows what will happen. Though Bridget is much older than Franky, the older woman has taken care of her body well up until now.
"Then what makes you think I can? Franky... I'm… I'm… old." Bridget looked down, feeling embarrassed. She has never really liked discussing about her age even though she knows Franky doesn't mind being much younger than her. She loves Bridget, not her age.
"I promise I'll be extra careful if you have the baby, Gidge. I promise. I won't let anything happen to you and our baby." Franky holds Bridget's hands, and looked into her eyes earnestly. Bridget could see honesty and Franky's eyes were glistening. She was obviously excited about the idea.
Bridget smiled, she has never quite seen Franky so excited about something in a long time. Franky has been under large amount of stress at work and almost every day Franky drinks one to two full glasses of wine. If Franky wants Bridget to have the baby, then Bridget will. She knows Franky would keep her words and keep her safe. Franky takes no shit when it comes to her Gidget.
"Alright. I'll carry the baby." The next second, Bridget felt herself being lifted and spun around by the exhilarated Franky. The younger woman put her down after a few seconds and the two share a long loving kiss.
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The next morning, both Franky and Bridget had taken the day off to visit the clinic. Both can't wait to consult the doctor at the clinic that they found online that has a high pregnancy after IVF. They decided not to wait any longer as they were both excited about being moms.
"Are you ready, Gidge? Today is the day our lives will change." Franky and Bridget stood outside the clinic, getting their hearts ready and their fingers crossed that everything will go smoothly.
"I'm looking forward to it." With that, both step foot into the clinic.
After consulting with the doctor, they were advised to do a reciprocal IVF, since Bridget has mentions that she'd love for them to both be participated with the pregnancy. Franky would be the egg donor and Bridget would be the gestational carrier. Franky is told that she needs to go through an ovarian stimulation to produce several eggs, so that they can be extracted and fertilized with a donor sperm. Bridget is told to prepare for an embryo transfer.
They did all the pre-tests of IVF and was given the all clear. Both are prescribed to oral contraceptive pills to begin the synchronization process for when they are on their day 1 of menstrual bleeding. Once their cycles are both synchronized, they can expect to do their egg retrieval and embryo transfer in six to nine weeks, provided that there are no hiccups during the process.
They paid the medication bills and Franky made Bridget drive to the nearest supermarket near them. Bridget has no idea what Franky wants to do. Sometimes it's still hard to predict Franky's moves.
"Why are we here?" Bridget asks as she locks the car.
"Come here," Franky wraps her arm around Bridget's shoulders, "We're here to buy fresh groceries because we are throwing all the processed/ready to eat food at home."
"What? They're good and they're only expiring in the next two years!" Bridget's face was painted in shock.
"Gidget! We're having a baby, we need to really start taking care of our healths. Now I know that we agreed you shouldn't be cooking anything from scratch, but I'll take care of it, I'll take care of our meals." Franky let go of Bridget and took a trolley at the entrance of the supermarket.
Fifteen minutes has passed and their trolley is already filled with vegetables, poultry, supplements, organic food and drinks. Each time Bridget tries to reach for a can of processed chicken stock, Franky slaps her hand away.
"Can I at least grab one of my favorite chicken soup?" Bridget flashed her sad puppy eyes, but Franky was serious this time.
"No, Gidge. If you want chicken soup, I'll make it from scratch for you."
After what seemed like two hours, Franky finally decided it's time to check out. They spend hundreds on the groceries but Franky was satisfied with the stuff they bought.
While walking back to their car parked about 50 metres away from the supermarket, the couple passed by a baby shop that sells strollers, clothes, bottoms, shoes that will fit the babies' little legs, and toys. Franky stood rooted to the ground and tears swell in her eyes.
"It's too early to buy things for our baby, don't you think?" Bridget teased, and then placed a kiss on Franky's shoulder.
"I just can't believe that we're going to have a kid, Gidge. I've never thought that I would get a girl in my life and settle down with her, let alone having a kid." Franky dry her eyes, and draped an arm around Bridget's shoulders.
"You'll do great, baby. I'm confident that you will."
"I love ya, Gidge." Franky gave Bridget a quick kiss and continued walking to their car.
Back home, Bridget sits at the long island to finish up her report since she wasn't at work today, while Franky decides to cook a four-course dinner for them, although she has a pile of paperwork to do. Once in a while, Franky loves to procrastinate.