Week 21

Had my second scan this week. It was amazing. I was so worried as I hadn't felt the baby moving or kicking very much, but everything is ok.

The sonographer was so lovely. She had lots of time for us and we felt it was no trouble for her to answer any of our questions. We had a very clear picture of the baby's profile - much clearer and more obvious than with Stefan. A different experience all round infact. Very positive, and we were made to feel welcome on all levels. Nothing was too much trouble.

















Baby's profile. A very clear image of the face and a little hand waving around. The spine can also been seen very clearly.


















A close up of the baby's face. Amazing really.

Everything is as it should be with baby, including all it's measurements and bits and bobs. The placenta is at the front of my tummy and is acting as a cushion for the baby's kicks, which is preventing me from feeling the full force. We saw very clearly how frequently the baby was moving around. Mind you, the force from which she moved the scanner around on my tummy, I'm not surprised. The baby was probably moving as a reaction to it. She was a bit heavy handed at times, and didn't spare my slightly sensitive scar area from the last section.

We didn't ask about the sex - decided to leave it till the big day. I like the 'not knowing' feeling. Makes it a bit more exciting - if that's possible.

I'm still exhausted. I've started to just say, 'yes, I'm fine, thank you' when people ask me, otherwise I'm sure they'll get sick of me complaining about how tired I am, how my back aches, how I can't sleep for longer than a couple of hours throughout the night, how my pelvis aches at the end of the day, how my emotions are up, down, up down, up, down ALL THE TIME and how I'm feeling like an over-weight, unattractive, run down, spotty, black eyed, vague thing. I also feel guilty at times for feeling like this, as I do realise just how lucky I am to be carrying this baby, and how excited I am at becoming a Mummy again.

Stefan has been run down this week with a cough and cold, as have most people I know. Hopefully I have had my fair share of illnesses, and I will escape this one. He's been very tearful at times and in obvious discomfort. It's so difficult as he can't tell me how he feels and I so want to make it all better for him. With the combination of pregnancy and a tearful toddler, it's been a tough week. We have had a few giggles at Stefan as his speech is really progressing now and he'll have a go at copying what you say to him. It's so sweet. Is this when you realise you are starting to sound just like your own parents?!