We woke up this morning (Friday 13th May) super excited. But a little worried. It was our first scan since we had the internal one at 6 weeks and 6 days. And since we are 13 weeks, a tummy picture was due.
Isn’t it funny when you take tummy pictures you’re like, nah I don’t see anything. But when you compare it to the week 4 picture, you definitely see it. I think we can see it more because where the wife is losing weight through the hyperemesis, it’s a little more noticeable.
So the day started like any other. Standard telephone dr appointment for me, yay covid. Then off we went to the hospital. Because we’ve opted to give birth at Basingstoke hospital, that meant we have scans and tests at Andover. I know right, go figure 🤷🏼♀️
I’d like to say things went smoothly, but typically in Friday the 13th fashion, it wasn’t quite the case. Nothing bad though.
We turned up for our appointment at 9:50am. We filled out the paper work etc, went in for our scan. Now if I didn’t have to wear a mask, the wife and sonographer would have seen how big my smile was. But baby wasn’t playing ball when it came to measuring them. The wife was jumping on the spot, lifting and wiggling her bum on the table, laying on her left side, but nope - the baby clearly has picture up on her family trait. Stubbornness. So we got sent on a 15 minute walk. But we got some pictures.
Luckily, it was a lovely day 😀
Then we went back. We sat and waited patiently again. Then In for the 2nd scan. Much the same was happening, we could see what looked like baby sucking their thumb. At one point baby looked like an X-ray of Muggle (our chihuahua). More wiggling and jumping. But the stubborn baby was like nuhuh.
So off we went for another walk, we grabbed a coffee for me and hot chocolate for the wife from the main entrance, only a little vending machine - highly recommend the hot chocolate, super creamy.
On our return, we did the same, waited. Then, it happened. After a little more wiggling and jumping, the sonographer was able to get an accurate due date.
17th November 2022.
It’s only a day earlier that what was estimated from our 6 week 6 day scan. So we woke up thinking we were only 13 weeks pregnant, but we are actually 13 weeks + 1. It’s getting closer 🙌🏼.
Now my cousin and her husband will be happy, as their birthdays are the same day. But we all know that babies never come when they’re due. Just like buses.
We were told, take your bank card, pictures are 3 for £10. Well, at Andover, you get reels of photos for days. All free. How. Amazing.
The next question is….
Boy or girl?
We have an early gender scan booked for 11th June. Then our next and last NHS scan is 4th July. Day before my birthday. Exciting.
I hear you asking, did we have any issues? My answer is no. No one asking if I’m just a friend, no one eyeing me weirdly. I honestly think it must be depending on which hospital you go too. Makes me not want to go back to Reading after how well we are being treated at Hampshire hospitals.
Kelly is still suffering from hyperemesis, it’s not as bad as it was, but she’s keeping more down. So hopefully that means it’s easing. 🤞🏼
Until next time…






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