i felt like i was walking to my own execution as i made my way to the early pregnancy assessment unit.
i panicked as i walked into the room. D was late and i didn't want them to do the scan before he got there. they started the initial assessment first though and he arrived only just after.
i was so terrified as she started the scan. she seemed to take forever before she told us what was happening. i was so scared the news was going to be bad.
we have a heartbeat.
(we have a heartbeat!!!!!! can you believe it?!?)
the baby's measuring 'seven plus' weeks - according to when i ovulated i should be 7+4, so that sounds good enough to me.
there's definitely only one. thank goodness.
not ectopic. not molar.
a healthy, viable pregnancy.
and things are looking good. and our chances of miscarriage are 'very low'.
i didn't cry until she started to show us the baby's heartbeat. i could barely see it for crying. D said it looked stronger and faster than the heartbeat we saw at the 12 week scan last time. i'm glad he was there, on so many levels.
they wouldn't give us a print out (apparently they don't at these early appointments) but they let D take a picture on his mobile.
we're still not telling everyone, but i think we're going to start telling a few more people.
i can't tell you how relieved i am. we both are.
even if this little one doesn't stick around, at least we got to see it.