Dear Tiny Human,
You’ve grown since we saw you last! Okay, it was merely a week ago but we all know that a lot can happen in a week.
I was feeling a little down this afternoon prior to the scan because a) an asshole driving a taxi tried to mow me down at a zebra crossing as I was walking to the clinic, and b) I had been spotting a little today. This pregnancy has had me on tenterhooks because I know that so many things can go wrong. Plus, the lack of sleep was weighing down on me. Even Dr Y was asking me if I was okay because I seemed a little down.
Oh! When I was at the clinic, one of the nurses who is pretty fond of me, grabbed my hands and told me that she was very happy for me. You should see my patient file, it’s huge and bulging. It sounds kind of sad that most of the nurses know and like me because they have gone through 4 IUIs and an IVF with me but it’s actually very nice. It makes me glad that I didn’t have to go to KKH, and very glad that I am back at a familiar and comfortable environment.
The good news is, we saw your teeny tiny heart beating away! It was really just a small, almost unnoticeable flicker on the screen. I had to ask if the flickering wasn’t due to bad pixels and Dr Y said NOOOO and gave me a look. I like the dude. I think he finds me v amusing. I suppose it means he likes me too.
And baby, Congratulations, you are now measuring about 5.8mm long, which makes you about 6w3d in terms of growth. Even though I am exactly 6w along.
CONCLUSION: You are clearly your father’s child, so
fat big-boned. He’s not called Mr Thick for nothing.
I love you.
(No scans today, they look blur and strange. Dr Y is clearly not good at multitasking – scanning and pressing “print” at the same time. Tsk.)