I thought that I might end up going to this with my mum instead of Sascha and I was all prepared for that, as he had been stuck in Spain (he had been there for an Open University residential school) due to the volcano erupting in Iceland and all the flights being cancelled due to the ash cloud over Northern Europe. He had been due home days ago so we were really worried about whether he would make it home for this scan. But I am not sure how he managed it, good friends on the course with him who had connections I think, we have one exhausted Sascha but he really did not want to miss this scan, it took plane, van and train but he got home to us.
I was so nervous, it didn’t help that my appointment was 4 pm. Left work at 3 pm with having to have a full bladder for the scan, I drank a bit too much or started drinking it too early as the traffic in Norwich was crazy and the journey took much longer than I was prepared for, and if I am honest water would have been a much better idea than fizzy. With that and the nerves I had to stop at McDonald’s on the way to the hospital then I had to go again when we got there and I was still fit for bursting when we went in for the scan. How do we do it I ask myself.
Still, it was all worth it when we got into the room, I was sure that when they scanned me there would be nothing there as I didn’t really believe this could all be happening. He or she was really active for us during the scan, jumping around like a little bean, of course, made me laugh and the baby jumps around even more. Sascha just sat there in disbelief.
My dating is pretty much spot on and everything looks perfect, to be honest, I could just watch my little one all day.
Walking out from the scan (after another toilet trip, of course, this is me we are talking about), I now actually feel like we are having a baby, all I want to do is talk and talk I am so damn excited, Sascha, on the other hand, is very quiet.