Not even slightly blobby
Today we had our dating scan. I'd been getting a little nervous for a few days beforehand, even though we knew the chances of there being a problem were very slim. P was supremely confident and we were both quite pleased that E was coming with us. She was very excited about getting to see the baby in Mummy's tummy.
As soon as the probe was passed over my belly there was a lovely clear image of a uterus and baby. I was really quite amazed at what we could see. When we had our dating scan with E we were 11+5 and she was a vaguely baby-shaped collection of blobs. This baby, at 11+3 had clear limbs and facial features! Initially s/he was lying still which the scanning midwife was quite pleased about as she got some lovely clear measurements. They matched our dates perfectly, giving us an EDD of January 21st. Then baby woke up and started doing some full body wriggling, and there was a beautifully beating heart - and just the one baby.
Looksie:
In the second shot the baby is waving their arm around over their face. So cool.
So, we're officially pregnant, and we'll start going properly public now, albeit slowly. Our chance of miscarriage is now 0.04% and so we really do need to start thinking about all the things we need to achieve before this baby arrives, like sorting out and washing all the baby stuff, unpacking, decorating and reflooring the room that we've been using as junk storage space until we needed it as a nursery, and deciding what we're going to do about the birth. After serious figure crunching an independent midwife is just too far out of our reach, so we're going NHS. This will mean some very different mental preparation for me which is a little daunting, but we intend to get ourselves a good doula to help ease things. I know who I'd like - a relatively new local doula who although not so experienced is very much on my wavelength and has got confidence in spades. I might need that from an advocacy perspective. I'll hopefully speak to her tomorrow.
Anyway, today there's been a shift. I can now officially be pregnant with an expectation of a live birth and plan accordingly. Six months suddenly feels like a very short time...
As soon as the probe was passed over my belly there was a lovely clear image of a uterus and baby. I was really quite amazed at what we could see. When we had our dating scan with E we were 11+5 and she was a vaguely baby-shaped collection of blobs. This baby, at 11+3 had clear limbs and facial features! Initially s/he was lying still which the scanning midwife was quite pleased about as she got some lovely clear measurements. They matched our dates perfectly, giving us an EDD of January 21st. Then baby woke up and started doing some full body wriggling, and there was a beautifully beating heart - and just the one baby.
Looksie:
In the second shot the baby is waving their arm around over their face. So cool.
So, we're officially pregnant, and we'll start going properly public now, albeit slowly. Our chance of miscarriage is now 0.04% and so we really do need to start thinking about all the things we need to achieve before this baby arrives, like sorting out and washing all the baby stuff, unpacking, decorating and reflooring the room that we've been using as junk storage space until we needed it as a nursery, and deciding what we're going to do about the birth. After serious figure crunching an independent midwife is just too far out of our reach, so we're going NHS. This will mean some very different mental preparation for me which is a little daunting, but we intend to get ourselves a good doula to help ease things. I know who I'd like - a relatively new local doula who although not so experienced is very much on my wavelength and has got confidence in spades. I might need that from an advocacy perspective. I'll hopefully speak to her tomorrow.
Anyway, today there's been a shift. I can now officially be pregnant with an expectation of a live birth and plan accordingly. Six months suddenly feels like a very short time...