So. Finally. The 12 week scan!
The letter inviting me to the scan advised that I must come to the appointment with a full bladder, with warnings that if this is not abided by, the scan may have to be rearranged. So, with this firmly in mind, I made sure I drank a good pint of water half an hour before the scan was due. By the time Giles and I arrived at the hospital, my bladder was certainly full - I was absolutely desperate! Typically, the scan was delayed by 30 minutes - and by the time we were called in, I was actually in physical pain!
I lay in the bed and had the conductive gel splodged onto my tummy... As she pressed the scanner in, she said "oh my goodness, you really ARE desperate for the toilet!" - and all you could see on the scan screen was a huge bladder!!!! I was advised to pop to the loo and "release half of it"!!!! How on earth do you judge when you have released half a wee?!? It's very difficult I can tell you!
Anyway, after relieving myself of half a wee, the gel was slapped back in and the scan could begin! It was so lovely seeing the baby wriggling about all over the place. It was not behaving (which is not a good start to the next 18 years!) and she had to press extremely hard sideways on to get a good view. We had the classic scan snaps taken - side on, close up face and one that looks like an alien! I am now waiting impatiently for the next one at 20 weeks :)
