Names I like ...

Violet Marceline Bailey Huffer (for a girl)

BIG FAT ZERO for a boy.

At the moment we like Vincent after the Tim Burton cartoon but no one else seems to like it. Plus, Rob doesn't like Vince or Vinnie, which is what the child will inevitably be known as.

Ideas are welcomed; we like uncommon names and Ye Olde English sounding names too.

Ultrasound

Yeterday's ultrasound went well, except our little button was two days too young to have the nuchal fold testing - doh! He or she was 11 weeks 1 day (a whopping 44mm long) and the earliest they can do the test is 11 weeks 3 days. On the plus side, it means we get to go back in a week and do the ultrasound all over again. I can't wait.

He or she was having a lie down on the bottom of my womb but was clearly wiggling its little legs about. The funny little white blob above the baby is part of its leg.

When we go back in a week's time we'll get some exact dates too. Given that the button is now 11 weeks 2 days, I estimate the 17th of December.

Booking Appointment

I had my booking appointment last Wednesday with the midwife. The booking appointment is where the midwife asks you all about you and your partner's health as well as your family's medical history. I also had some blood taken and was asked to provide a urine sample. The appointment was an hour long but most of that time was spent filling in forms. From now on I have to take my own paperwork to and from each appointment. I also have to take a urine sample with me to every appointment - niiice.

The midwife was concerned about some funny turns I had a couple of years ago, so as a precaution she's referred me to a consultant at the hospital. I see the consultant in two week's time.

I still can't believe I'm pregnant. Most of the time I feel anxious that there's been a mistake. What if I go for my scan on Friday and the sonographer can't find a baby!!?? Or worse, there's a baby in there but there's something wrong with it. At the moment I'm not feeling particularly pregnant, which doesn't help.

Rob discovered on the Internet that my local maternity unit isn't a particularly good one - yikes! I know I really shouldn't be worrying about it yet, but when you read about mums and babies dying you can't help but wonder if you'll be next. Another hospital nearby rates highly in reports so I might chat to my midwife and see what my options are.

Roll on Friday for my scan!

Early Days

I found out three weeks ago that I am pregnant. Yay! My boyfriend and I are shocked but happy.

Facts:

I'm 37 and this is my first child.
It wasn't planned.
I was on the pill when I conceived (Micronor).
I have no idea how far down the line I am (the pill caused my periods to stop way back in January).

The doctor and I have guestimated that I'm around nine weeks. But I will probably get a better idea when I see the midwife on Wednesday.

At the moment it doesn't seem real. The only things that make me believe I'm actually pregnant are my boobs (which are really REALLY sore), a spotty forehead and an almost constant need to wee. Oh, and four home pregnancy tests - all positive!!

Before I knew I was pregnant, I felt exhausted all the time. Really, really tired like I'd climbed a mountain. I was in bed at 10pm, two hours earlier than normal and I was also feeling more stressed out than usual.

One of the more unexpected side effects of being pregnant is how thirsty I feel. I've never felt so parched in my life. I used to hate drinking water but now I crave it!

I can't believe I'm going to be a mom in around six and a half months time. I will only believe I have a little human being growing inside of me when I see it with my own eyes. Luckily my ultra sound scan is only two weeks away.

For the record, I think it's a girl.