Been for scan, all completely well,thank God, am so, so, so relieved. Tiny has long legs and likes to kick me just behind my belly button, is 13oz and is... a boy!
Am well pleased, always thought it was a boy and all stuff I have bought has been boy or unisex, on the official grounds that it's fine, in fact great, for girls to wear things with dinosaurs and puppies and blue stripes, but secretly because I was sure it was a boy all along .
Now I am packing to go on hol! Housestitter has picked up spare keys, poor DH has had to go back to the office, grr, and I have it all to do!
I can't believe his work. He has been going in at 7am all week and staying til 10pm or later - one night it was 3am - in order to finish early on Friday, find out about his first child's anomaly scan and then go on holiday.
And the sociopathic fuckheads at his office still expect him to turn round after the scan, come back and finish off with the slow-coach client tonight!
x 1000000000
Imagine if the scan had shown something wrong? They would still expect him back. And this is why we are running away to live on an island next year, so he doesn't have to work for these evil, inhuman slavemasters any more, and we can actually see each other and enjoy having time to be parents to our child.