I walked into the doctor's office with one thought: get the scan done so my poor wife can have a pee break. But, oh no, he wanted to chat. Not just about the pregnancy, but about our holiday plans, and how he would go on holiday there as a kid, and .... it seemed like her misery would never end.
Finally, we went through to have the scan. My heart must have thought I was running a marathon because it started pounding away. Not too sure what I expected or wanted to see ... but all of a sudden this incredible peace just settled over me and I knew it would be okay.
Doctor, interesting as ever, showed us the bladder -which by now I thought was just going to pop though L's eyes, and then all around and up and down and blah blah blah. Eventually he found where the little rascal should be ... and there it was ...
Not what I really expected!!! I still lose what should be there from time to time, but I know somethings there. We have another two weeks to go before we get to have another scan - so this first picture of b-2-b (baby-to-be) will just have to do! Not the prettiest, but hey he's only been going for a few weeks. L says he looks like me, I dunno, probably just because he's bald!
Something has changed for us since having this scan. It's like it has all become a lot more real and settled in our hearts. We're talking about it more, planning with more certainty, and open to discussions. It feels good!
What I've learnt so far: Things progress at their own pace! I cannot speed it up or slow it down. So patience is definitely being learnt!
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