And, much more importantly, she is looking healthy, with all measurements coming in where they should be. The scan lasted about 40 minutes as she was a fidget, or 'Bridget the fidget' (a name possibility maybe??), as the midwife dubbed her. Every time she was in the right position to be measured, she'd move. It was entertaining at first but after 20 or so minutes of having my belly pushed around, I really needed the loo and felt like I had been in a fight. We all decided that it was best to take a break, for me to walk around and get chocolate - that's right, I was instructed to get chocolate- as a way of getting her to move.
Thankfully it worked and when we went back in she had moved and was in an much easier to measure position.
We had been partially prepared that we might not find out the gender in the scan, our focus was on making sure everything looked healthy. We barely slept the night before. It felt like the most important part of the pregnancy so far. The list of things they look for and measure was significant and scary. Every time the midwife went quiet we would look at each other, every time she said everything looked good we would breath a sigh of relief.
When it came to seeing the gender, our little girl was ready to accommodate and the midwife could confirm easily. Hearing 'you are having a daughter' will remain one of our life's biggest moments. As we started to refer to the baby as her/she, it became so much more real. I can't explain the feeling. We both cried. Every time she moved and we saw a new body part we would say 'there's her arm/leg/head' - it is amazing to think in 20 weeks we will be able to kiss and love all those tiny body parts on the outside!
I'm not sure I recall us leaving the hospital. In a blur we got an 'It's a girl!' balloon so we could video call our parents. We just kept repeating 'our daughter' and 'our baby girl'. And 'your granddaughter!' 'Your niece!'
I know it's cliched to say that we just wanted it to be healthy and didn't mind if it was a boy or girl, but truly we did. We did both think it was going to be a boy though, so were totally shocked when we were told otherwise!! We have since asked each if we were disappointed that our thought of it being a boy wasn't the case - but I can honestly say my overwhelming feeling is just relief to know. And excitement! And overwhelmed at all the possibilities of what she will look like and what she will enjoy doing and what she will do when she grows up, and on and on!
Turns out, the internet guessed better than our friends and family!
It's so strange in a way that while we have said that if it's a girl we won't go overly pink, because girls can wear anything, we have since both picked out pink baby items on our trip to the shops yesterday evening. I think we will have to embrace the fact that we like pink! So many cute things are pink and that's okay. We'll make sure to add lots of other colours to the mix, but we are pleased to have our hearts and unicorns - things we, as adults, totally love.
We are already so excited to meet her, to know that she has so many wonderful role models in our family and friends and that there will be so many opportunities in life for her.
Everyone we told was over the moon and so excited for us. Which brings us to the next question - we don't have a name picked out! We had one for a boy, but totally undecided for a girl! While we don't have a name chosen, we can at least start to narrow it down, chances are we will keep it to ourselves though, to see if it suits her when she is born.
So there you have it, our little Smith girl gang is getting another member. Come July, we will have a daughter to raise. We couldn't be more excited!
|We are still working on convincing Bisbee it's a good thing :)|
(Also, excuse Laura's weird arm!)