A week ago I was getting very nervous. It was the night before our 5-month ultrasound scan and I was getting anxious about whether the doctors would confirm everything is ok with our little one or not…
My life is currently so hectic that apart from dealing with the pregnancy symptoms, I haven’t had the chance to indulge in this pregnancy and somehow that’s made me more worried about the baby. My husband often asks me in the evening: “how’s our baby been? Kicking?” and sometimes I’m not even sure because I’ve been so busy at work! I know I couldn’t “will” our baby to grow and be healthy but still… Or maybe I’m more nervous during this pregnancy because I know more about everything that could go wrong. I was so naive during my first pregnancy! But everything went well last time and that should be reassuring. 😊
I had no particular reason to be nervous as I had been feeling the baby move and my baby bump has been growing too! But it’s hard to rationalise these things…
I was at the hospital 20-minutes early. My husband texted he was going to join me in five minutes. I was called in straight away but the sonographer lady told me it was going to be a long scan and that he wouldn’t miss anything.
The two sonographers, senior and junior, were lovely. They carefully checked our little baby’s structures and organs chatting away reassuringly. Everything looked to be well!
We were asked if we’d like to know the gender of the baby and I said yes. Then the more senior of the doctors asked us if we had a feeling of which is could be. I honestly didn’t! But my husband said, very convinced, “it’s a boy. I saw it in the last scan”. I giggled nervously because obviously it’s impossible to see the gender of a baby at the 12-week scan (they are not developed enough) and also because I didn’t want him to be disappointed.
But he was not disappointed. He was right! Which is what the doctor told him. We are having a boy!! You should have seen his face, so happy and proud. ❤️ I was quite surprised by his strong reaction actually, although I had sensed it was important to him. When we were expecting Maia, Oli said he marginally preferred a girl (as did I) and having had our wish granted… I guess the thought of a son grew on us both!
I spent the next few days digesting the news, panicking that I knew nothing about little boys and that we didn’t even have a name picked out. My husband bought him little trainers and I feverishly Googled boys’ names as it was of outmost importance we had a name for him right now! Well a week later we still don’t, but we have a short list and I’m getting very excited about jumping into the new adventure of being a boy mum! After all, we will have another four months to prepare before we meet him.
I was booked in for a growth scan at 28-weeks to check on little brother’s growth, because of his sister’s low birth weight (2.55kg). My next midwife appointment is on the same day so it’ll be awhile before I’ll be seen again! I suppose having one successful pregnancy and birth under my belt and from less than two years ago, make me a “low risk patient”.
We left the hospital feeling relieved and happy that everything was fine. It was very exciting to know the gender too! Personally I find it much easier to bond with my unborn baby when I know the gender, although I suppose I shouldn’t say that considering the modern gender neutral-times we live in… But that’s how I feel anyway!
xoxoxo,
Sini