17th October 2016 & 24th October 2016
Another week, another update. Right?
I’m still studying and trying to get all my assignments done before the dreaded doomsday of exams. I am not looking forward to that at all. I am, however, looking forward to the ultrasound that proves everything is a-okay with the little nugget. I will never, ever get sick of seeing his chubby little face and that fluttery heartbeat.
Best. Thing. Ever.
Usually, you only get two or three ultrasounds throughout your whole pregnancy. This follow-up anatomy scan is going to be my fourth ultrasound,
but not my last. People say that having a couple of scans is a good thing and proves that everything is healthy and on track. I think I would go crazy if I had to go twenty weeks without seeing this little nougat.
I live in a rural area, so we don’t have sonographers on call all the time. We have one that flies in and out of town every two weeks, so bookings can be hard to come by, and need to be booked well in advance. (I think the sonographer hates me because I booked an appointment in my first trimester then promptly forgot all about it…Until they called me and asked if I was coming in. Right at the time of my scan. Whoops.)
The ultrasound went so good! It was rather quick because they were only checking his heart. He was not as ‘far along’ as we thought when I attended the first anatomy scan, which meant it was hard to see some of his organs. We knew they were there, but the sonographer couldn’t get the clear image she needed to be 10000% certain that everything was a-okay in there. Today confirmed that everything is more than okay and that he is definitely a boy. In fact, that was the first image that showed up on the screen. Both times. That boy is not scared to show off. At all.
(And I hate to think about what that means for his future antics.)
I cannot describe the feeling of utter relief that I feel after knowing that everything is okay with this little nougat. I didn’t realise that I was ‘holding my breath’ until the follow-up ultrasound was over and done with. I feel like I can breathe again now that everything has been cleared up and I have been given the a-okay.
It didn’t last long.
I was given an appointment for my biopsy.
For next week.