The big day!

Today is the day!  Today is the day we have been waiting for since we found out we were pregnant in week 5.  Today is the day we find out the gender...or not as it turns out.

We have known since well before we even started trying for a baby that we wanted to know the sex when it came to the 20 week scan. 

We got to the hospital, just about on time, and found our way to the ultrasound room - the nice air conditioned ultrasound room (it was 24 degrees C outside).  After about 20 minutes of prodding the nurse declared that she had everything she needed and that as she had been saying all along, the baby is sitting on its bum and therefore is not allowing us to see if it's a boy or girl.

Initially Annie and I were incredibly disappointed that we couldn't tell what sex the baby was and were contemplating where we could find eighty-odd quid for a private gender scan.  I quickly came to the realisation thought, that I had been looking forward to the wrong thing.  All this time I had been thinking about going for our gender scan, whereas what I should have been looking forward to was an anomaly scan; and that's exactly what we got.  The results of our anomaly scan were all normal and perfectly healthy - although as it turns out also with quite a big head.

However we were still feeling a little deflated, but went to meet with my Mum and Nan in Tenterden.  We had a bit of a talk and a soft drink.  In a rather expensive baby shop my Mum bought us our first cuddly for the baby and my Nan bought us a lovely romper suit with green animals on it.  It was nice to get some good unisex clothes and certainly helped alleviate our disappointment.

By the early evening we had come around to idea of not knowing what sex we are having.  Apart from anything it means that we won't get loads of pink or blue clothes (a bit of a crusade that we're on :P) but hopefully more like the ones we have already.  It has also reaffirmed that we are happy to have a boy or a girl and that we are happy with our name choices - we will either have Vega Rose Swift or Adrian Frances Reginald Swift - I think that using my Grandparent's middle names in our child's means quite a lot to them.  

 

As well as the goings on today, it is also very nearly the half way point.  To think that we are 20 weeks into the pregnancy is very exciting (as well as a little scary).  As the time is flying by, we are starting to think more about when the REALLY BIG DAY arrives.  Annie is very passionate about having a water-birth and avoiding an epidural - which I am right behind.  Unfortunately the maternity led unit, the place that does the water births around here is under renovation and so we've got our fingers crossed that it will reopen in time, but Annie will talk it over with the midwife Thursday.

Annie is starting to pop out now and is looking particularly gorgeous and radiant, which happily coincides with the sunshine and bright summer clothes, and I finally got my compost bin (strangely happy with that) and Stephen finally got kicked off of The Apprentice, so all in all it has been a pretty happy week.