We’ve just got back from the hospital and everything is OK!
Man, the last 24 hours have been an emotional roller-coaster…
We went to the hospital this morning for an emergency scan. Having had the night to sleep on it, we’d come to the acceptance that the baby was gone. Imagine our elation when the Sonographer gelled up Hay’s stomach, put on the ultrasound wand thing and found a heartbeat!
Yabba dabba doo!
We were pretty speechless. Happy, emotional, relieved and any other positive feeling you want to throw into the mix. There’s not many words to describe the feeling when you think that you’ve lost something, only to find out that it’s been hiding in the same place all along.
In other news, the Sonographer reckons the baby looks about 10-weeks-old and not the seven-weeks that had been calculated when we went to the Doctors. Looks like my virility and super jizz is still at it even after conception!
Time to relax, get some rest and celebrate. In the meantime, here’s a picture you might like…