Thursday, March 4, 2010

Fetal Delinquent

Today the copilot and I entered the next phase of the rest of our life.....we entered the second trimester!! And this milestone is heralded in by the occurance of possibly the scariest appointment of our life.....the twelve week scan.

And before I say any more I'll cut to the chase and share the pictures otherwise I know both our mums will fail to read the rest of the post, they'll skip past looking for the pictures so here
it is:






So why is this so scary I hear you cry, after all it is the wonderful moment when you get to see your new baby for the first time, and that is very true and it is wonderful in every way. But it is also the most terrifying, clostraphobia inducing panic and run to the airport to get on a one way flight to rio scary because it is the paradim moment when everything changes, your consciousness shifts and it all becomes real and official. WE ARE HAVING A BABY!!

Up until that point it was perfectly possible to be chugged to bits but at the same time in blissful ignorance of the true inormaty of it all. After all, up until now it was just a reading on a pee stick (no problem) bigger boobs (bonus) and the Co-pilot getting a little more portly around the middle (a rich vien of pie eating jokes aplenty). All very real, all very excitting but nothing ground breaking and earth shattering.

But now, now you've seen the little blighter, seen it move and riggle on screen. Now it's real, now you know it's there. And now you can't unknow it's there either. Now we are going to be parents!!

Deep breathes, concontrate on breathing in and out. In and out.

So what was it like. It was fantastic, there were wires and TV screens everywhere, lubrcant jelly, sensor and 'probes'. All very clinical, and all very cool. The Co-pilot gas been told to drink lots of water and we arrived we her busting for the loo. And one thing we have learnt from the whole thing is that our first born is already a hyper active, camera shy akward little so and so. The sonar opperatpr tried this way and that way (and another way that looked rather invasive) to get that classic babyshot image but to no avail, peanut just kept turning over and turning away. She even got CP to go for a week to empty the bladder a bit, jump up and down and cough to try and giggle her about but peanut was having none of it. Each time the sonar locked on and it looked like she was lining up to launch the topedos (take a picture) peanut would riggle, turn or in one case jump our of view.

But the success!!! She got a radar lock on peanut and we were all thrilled as peanut had been out foxed and appeared to be rolling toward us as..... She stuck her toung out and gave us the finger right of queue for the picture taking:


I kid you not, it looked exactly like that was what was happening and even the sonar opperator admitted with a laugh that that was of fact her finger...and yes she did have her toung out. And so there you have it. Our kid isn't even born and already it's a rebel delinquent.

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5 comments:

Anonymous said...

A great write up and lovely way to share with your f&f. Very excited for you both. Big love from across the waters, Liz (Redhead)

Auntie Aggie :0) said...

So Scary But so exciting too. U'll b fab daddy n mummy. Ahh my big little nephew gonna be a daddy. Good luck to both of you, enjoy the peace while you can. Love auntie Aggie, Uncle Allan, David Evie Sam n Leah. :0) xx

Mme Cyn said...

And a daughter for the Becketts! Congratualtions. =)

little sis said...

hehehe my big bro is all growed up hehe peanut is going to fit into this family well. how come it doesnt say imogen beckett in the top corner?

R Bailey said...

"This is Air Brazil paging all remaining passangers for the midnight flight to Rio.
Please come to the gate for imedaite boarding.
Last call for the flight to Rio."

p.s. A pint of Ice cold water helps wake them up before a scan as well !