20 week scan
We had our 20 week scan yesterday morning. I’d been looking forward to it for weeks, there’s something so magical about seeing the little baby that’s growing inside you on a screen in front of you. The scan went well and baby is growing nicely, all looks healthy which is such a relief after how little I’ve been managing to eat and how much of it has been coming back up. It was such a relief to hear all of the checks going well and everything looking perfect on the scan. I was a little disappointed to learn that I have an anterior placenta again which means I probably wont feel much movement with this baby, just like I didn’t with Harry but as long as it’s doing it’s job and keeping baby healthy I guess it doesn’t matter.
After the scan Alistair and I went shopping for baby clothes, it was so emotional looking at tiny newborn clothes again and hard to believe that Harry was once that small. We then came home and went through some of Harry’s old newborn clothes before going out for lunch. It was really nice to have a lazy day just the two of us: It doesn’t happen often and felt really special, especially after the scan.
I can honestly say that whether this baby was a boy or a girl we would’ve been over the moon either way. Another boy would’ve been such a blessing and the thought of another rough and tumble lad like Harry running around our house made me so excited. A girl would mean that I’d have a daughter and experience a whole new side of motherhood. The baby decided to let us see the gender pretty early on in the scan and I asked the sonographer to recheck three times before I let myself believe it.
It’s a girl. A beautiful daughter for Alistair and I and a cheeky little sister for Harry.
Harry has become quite affectionate towards my tummy recently, lifting my top up and kissing my growing belly whilst saying “aww, baby.” I’ve been worried about how he will take to being a big brother but recently he has been doing lots of little things that are convincing me that he will be a wonderful big brother. I love having a little sister (when we aren’t bickering) and I’m overwhelmingly happy that I get to give Harry the same gift that my parents gave me, a sibling to grow up with, love and learn to share with.
It all suddenly feels so real now we know the gender and I have a feeling that the next 20 weeks will fly by.
You are so loved and so wanted already little girl. We can’t wait to meet you.
Love from Mummy, Daddy and big brother Harry