"Do you know anything about the woman coming tonight?" Tracy asked.
"No. Just that she's an OB that teaches Lamaze," Alice replied.
"Wait. I thought you took that class last Saturday," Brook Lyn said.
"There was some….unpleasantness,' Tracy said.
"Your grandmother got us kicked out of the class," Alice said.
"How?" Brook Lyn asked.
Tracy mumbled something.
"What?"
"Someone was flirting with Alice," Tracy said.
"He was not! Even he was, he wasn't my type. You didn't have to make a scene. You know who I'm going to sleep with tonight."
Brook Lyn chuckled, "Yeah, besides Alice doesn't sleep well without your snoring, Granny."
"Well, I'll be well-behave while the instructor is here," Tracy said.
"Promise?"
"I promise."
"Good. Because she should be here any minute," Alice said as a knock came at the door.
"Hello, Alice."
"Helen!" Alice was shocked to see her ex-lover at her door.
"Allie, who is it?" Tracy asked.
"Tracy, hi."
"Dr. Meadows, I wasn't expected you." Tracy shot a look towards Alice.
"I'm covering for a colleague. Well, should we start and hope the uncomfortable ness will go away?"
Alice chuckled. "Sure. We're all set up in the living room. Ah, Brook, why don't show Helen the way?"
"This will fun," Tracy muttered.
Alice sighed. "Look, if you get through this, I will make it up to you."
"How?"
"Black lace nightie and massage oil?" Alice asked. Tracy smiled.
"I think that will do."
"Stop squirming," Tracy whispered, feeling Alice squirmed next to her.
"I don't want to watch but I can't look away. The woman looks like she's being tortured. Promise me, I'll get drugs."
"You have a high pain tolerance. Remember that weekend in New York, when we got stuck in the hotel room…" Tracy's hand teased the tattooed skin under Alice's shirt.
"Tra-acy…"
"I'll be good," Tracy said, her hand returning to her lap.
"How can you not remember your labor?" Alice whispered.
"Ned was forty years ago and Dillon was almost twenty-five. It's not something I try to remember."
"It was that horrible?"
Tracy shrugged. "I had drugs the second time. But you're much tougher than me. Brook seems fascinated by the video."
"Best kind of birth control there is. I think it's almost done. "
"Mmm, we should've made popcorn," Tracy said.
"Shhh…" Alice stifled a laugh.
"Ok, so one of the most comfortable position for you is on your back," Helen explained.
"My ex didn't said that with my wife in the room," Alice moaned.
Tracy grinned at Alice. Alice sighed it was going to be a long day.
"…with your body support Alice's weight. This is where you use the breathing techniques we learn," Helen instructed. Alice and Tracy breathed .
"What do you think about having people in the delivery room?" Brook Lyn asked.
"Whatever Alice wants," Tracy said, lovingly rubbed the stomach. Alice kissed her wife.
"Some people want the siblings to participant in the room. But it's a personal choice," Helen said.
"I can't imagine Ned or Dillon in the room. I would just feel uncomfortable." Alice said.
"Actually I have two thoughts about that. Do you want to tape the birth?" Tracy asked.
"Well, maybe. I don't know. Would we watch it?"
"Well, if it's the only time you'll going through it, and you keep promising me it will be, I would like a tape of it. I was thinking you would want one too."
"Would Dillon tape it?" Alice asked.
"Well, Dillon has been teaching me some basics. I could tape it," Brook Lyn offered.
"Would that o.k., Lion?" Tracy asked.
"Yeah, I guess. We'll see how I feel when I'm in labor."
"I always tell moms to reserve the right to kick anyone out and invite anyone in during labor," Helen smiled.
"Since I'm going through labor and delivery twice, I think I will use that right," Alice said.
"Well, if you have any questions…" Helen said, getting ready to leave.
"We'll call. Thank you, Helen," Alice shook her ex's hand.
"No problem. Best of luck, Al." Helen's eyes held regrets as she looked at her ex-lover moving on to happiness.