i arrived at the hospital early. i was waiting outside the EPAC for D when the fire alarm went off and all the doors shut. and not a member of staff in sight.
in the end some staff turned up. they put me in the day room off one of the wards. i tried to call D to let him know but i couldn't get through. i was terrified they were going to make me go in and start before he turned up. i ended up in tears in the day room.
he got through to me in the end though; said they wouldn't let him upstairs yet but he'd be there as soon as he could.
it felt like forever but in the end the alarm was switched off. a nurse told us we could go back to the EPAC. when i got out D was just arriving. such a relief.
i'm not quite sure how to say this. i was so adamant that everything was wrong.
the nurse started the scan, then looked up at us and said 'the baby's fine!' in a kind of 'what on earth are you here for?' kind of tone of voice.
last week it measured 7+1, apparently.
this week it measured about 9 weeks.
so it's doing pretty well in there.
thank you so much for being there for me, everyone. it means the world.
my 12 week scan is scheduled for 2 december. as far as i'm concerned i should be 10 weeks 6 days then. if today's 9 weeks was correct though i'll be about 11+3.
so just over two weeks to get through til we can have another peek.
i'll try not to go too crackers between now and then.