I knew that I'd hit 12 weeks around his birthday, so DH and I decided that we would try not to tell anyone until after. I want his one and only birthday sans sibling to be about him, and not have people asking about the next one etc.
And then I got a letter telling me that my scan is on his birthday, and I just feel really bad about it. I'm terrified that something might have gone wrong, and if it has his birthday is going to be awful (for us, not him) and then every year it'll be this bittersweet day.
I know that the flip side is that if all goes well it'll be even better, but I really just wanted that day to be all about him.
I'm being stupid, but I'm ridiculously emotional this time round - I'm crying at everything and this is setting me off every time I think about it.
Please tell me to get a grip - but not too brutally, I'm not at all secure this time round
If it's really worrying you then just ring the hospital and say you can't make that day - you don't have to say the real reason, blame it in work if need be
I'm sure everything will be fine but I do understand the worry - I still felt similar fear even with my 4th DC. The worry won't be doing you any good so change the appointment.
I'm sure plenty will tell you to get a grip but, certainly in my last pregnancy, I was irrational and emotional all the way through. So, although I should probably be telling you to get a grip, you're getting only my sympathy
I phoned to move my 20 week scan with a ridiculously long (true but long) story about how my DH couldn't make that time and I'd really like him to be there as our family live away and how I was on meds that might effect the LO's heart so I was super worried.. etc etc (it went on for quite a while) but as soon as I finished the sentence my DH can't made the appt they immeadiately rescheduled.
Thanks pookamoo - here's hoping your DC puts in an appearance soon
KatyN - Glad you managed to get a new appt. It's a nightmare when you've got all that going on, and on top of it you feel like you're being silly. I was convinced that these things were impossible to rearrange. I'd barely finished saying "I can't make it" and she was offering me a different day, only too happy to help etc.