Today we went to have our dating scan of Sesame.
Before I go on I'm going to bitch about that full bladder crap we have to go through. You'd think some woman would have peed herself during an ultrasound and dedicated her life to finding a way to have an ultrasound without a full bladder. I peed on the side of the road in Katherine (behind a stick as there were no trees) and still had a full bladder when I arrived at the hospital half an hour later. In fact I was told my bladder was almost too full.
Please some woman (not me) pee during an ultrasound and dedicate your life to finding an alternative to having a full bladder during a normal ultrasound.
I predicted seven weeks based on the first date of my last period (what the hell!?) so we were excited to be able to see the heartbeat and embryo of our little Sesame. Unfortunately, my calculations were wrong (suck that doctors weird ass timing) and Sesame is only about five weeks so we couldn't see the embryo.
I had the normal ultrasound and an internal (my first) but we still couldn't see anything but the sac, yolk sac and the fact I'm pregnant. The ultrasound guy (technical term) said everything was normal and we booked in to go back on Monday 11th July.
|Lufflump's first scan - ancient technology|
It means that I was only two weeks pregnant when I changed medication and somehow knew I was pregnant. I was just over four weeks when I took the test and wrote this post. It's amazing how much more in tuned with my body I am this time around.
Why the belly though? It explains the lack of boobs but my stomach is growing so fast. It's one reason why I was so sure I was seven plus weeks. I guess my body just knows to prepare itself earlier. Eleven weeks earlier. Why don't my boobs know? Come on boobs!
I was disappointed to say the least. I was excited, now I'm a little bit worried.
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