||[Jun. 16th, 2010|12:04 am]
Yesterday we went for our early reassurance scan. My nerves built up for several days beforehand. P was apparently fine until we started walking across the car park to the maternity unit, and extremely nervous once we made it into the scanning room. I wasn't sure if they'd do an internal or external scan, but had a full bladder in case they went for the external. I know it can be hard to get a good picture externally with early scans, but this time, the first time the scanning midwife passed the probe over my belly, there was an immediate clear view of an amniotic sac with a lovely blob within it. Once she'd zoomed in, there was a little heart beating away. I cried.
Our baby is 18mm long which is just about perfect for this gestation, and they said I was around eight weeks and three days, instead of eight weeks and one as I'd thought. If that's correct it means that I must have ovulated around the day after we inseminated, but I'm still leaning towards my original dates. Our daughter measured slightly large for dates right from the start, a full five days ahead by the time the dating scan happened so to be two days ahead now would just put this baby in the same kind of ball park as his/her sister.
E is going to be a sister. This really is happening. The chances of miscarrying now are in the region of 1-2% so we'd be bloody unlucky for things to go pear shaped now. Not that it matters, because that isn't going to happen. We're having a baby!
And I also have a bump!
That photo is a few days old and it's even bigger now. I'm officially into my maternity clothes - at eight weeks! We'd still like to wait until the dating scan in another three weeks before telling our parents but at this rate it won't be a secret much longer. Friends are already looking at me strangely. Only time will tell how well we hold out, or how well I can hold it in...