8am. My alarm rang. Far too early!
I nudged the husband who was still fast asleep. He woke up just long enough to murmur something unintelligible. I said, “Check-up today…..”. Still, murmurs.
I decided to let him continue sleeping. Made my way to the hospital, which is only 10 minutes drive from home.
The doctor wasn’t my regular obgyn. She’s some kind of detailed scan expert, very nice lady. Greeted me with a firm handshake and a smile, I loveeeeeeeeee women who are in control.
I got onto the examination bed and pulled my skirt down a little. Spider legs greeted my eyes, made a mental note to shave.
She squeezed cold gel onto my lower abdomen and stuck the scanning thingamajig onto my skin.
“You want to know the gender?”, she asked.
“Yes please!!”
But doctor was totally delaying my gratification. First, she showed me the baby’s skull and heart, could even see the heart chambers! Then she showed me the neck, fingers and toes.
# – Baby!
Finally, she showed me the private bits. “Can you see the triangle?”
“Yeah….”
“Congratulations, you’re having a boy.”
“Really?”
“Yes, 100%. In fact I will give you 101%”
# – Dudu at 14 weeks 2 days.
So happy to hear the news. While I wish Gareth was with me to hear it, but I think it’s a different good feeling to hear it by myself. Kind of like my own moment with the baby :)
I called Gareth immediately. He was still a bit groggy. I told him that we’re having a boy, and I must say the effect was better than a shot of espresso hehe.
Have we thought of a name? Yes. In fact, we’ve got 3 boy’s names and 2 girl’s names down since a couple of years ago, way before we were even planning to have babies.
We thought if it didn’t work out we could give them names to our dogs. Kidding!!!!
