I am not going to post our eight week scan pic, because it’s a little pale blob that only a mother- or father-to-be could get excited about. Suffice to say, it’s growing happily, now measures about 1.5cm and has a heartbeat of about 150bpm.
Dr E still thinks the squirrel episode was very funny. His advice now is to get lots of rest, be careful about what foods I’m eating, and don’t get too close to squirrels.
I got all teary again seeing it up there on screen, and when Dr E handed Rufus the ultrasound image printouts he looked a bit watery-eyed too.
Nausea, big boobs, weird sleep patterns, headaches etc all perfectly normal and nothing to worry about he says. Rufus swears that when I was changing the doctor told him lots of sex was the best way to cope with the symptoms. I’m a little suspicious.