Everything went well yesterday, I’ll probably mention it all at some point but I feel drained today (midwife, OB, high risk ob, anaesthetist, scan & haematologist).
Best part was the scan, I’ve never been scanned so late in pregnancy before, JW is getting chubby! Gorgeous fat cheeks! He is still a he and measuring on the 60th centile for pretty much everything. They estimated his weight at 2lbs 13oz (a mere 5lbs lighter than C at birth!), he has plenty of fluid & is active. 72 days to go.
Waiting for the scan was excruciating - the scan department is shared between obstetrics (mostly women from antenatal clinic), gynaecology (at that time of day women from the EPU, waiting to have their miscarriages confirmed) and the fertility clinic (baseline, follicle tracking & lining scans). It is fucking terrifying being where I am but I’ve been where they were many times more and it is hell.
