A couple of hours ago I could actually see the force Jake is exerting on Cheryl when he kicks. It’s quite an unusual sight to see something push outwards from within a person!
It’s actually quite reassuring to know that Jake is developing his muscles and getting ready for life on the outside in just 3 months and a few days.
We’re really looking forward to his arrival. 🙂
Cheryl and I went to hospital for the 20-week scan today. We were told there was a good chance of finding out the gender of our child.
Within a minute if the scan starting we were told we were having a son! 🙂
We had already picked out names for both a boy and a girl, and so we didn’t have a difficult time putting a name to a face, or, really, more of a concept.
We’re having a son, and his name is Jake.
The first ultrasound scan of Jake after finding out his gender.
Jake is a name I have liked since I began reading The Dark Tower series by Stephen King, and so I really wanted to call my son that. Luckily, Cheryl agreed.
We’ll meet in 20 weeks, and I cannot wait.
I went to hospital with Cheryl on the 6th to have our 12-week scan. We got to listen to the heartbeat for the first time, which was a moment I don’t think I’ll ever forget. It’s beating fast and strong at 150bpm, which is perfectly normal at this stage.
I wish I had a recording of the heartbeat.
We had the nuchal translucency ultrasound scan this morning this morning and everything is looking good. We’ve found the baby has a 1 in 4000 chance of having Down syndrome, which is nice and low. It has grown from less than 1CM to over 6CM in the 5 weeks since the last scan.
We could see it move its arms and head, and we saw its heart and brain. These scans are incredible. We don’t know the gender yet, but should be able to find out in a month or so.
We’re both so pleased to be able to tell people now. 🙂
Tomorrow morning I will be accompanying Cheryl to UCSF hospital to have a nuchal translucency ultrasound scan.
This scan determines the thickness of a pocket of fluid currently at the base of the back of the baby’s neck, and provides enough information to determine whether the baby is likely to suffer from various different genetic abnormalities, such as Down syndrome.
It is kind of horrible to think about that sort of thing, and I’m sure all expectant parents just want to hear good news, and to know they’re having a healthy baby.
I hope we’ll hear that news tomorrow.
We’ve been to the hospital and had a quick ultrasound done, as well as an additional check. Current measurements are between 1.00 and 1.09cm. That size is indicative of Cheryl being around 7 weeks pregnant.
We could see the baby’s heart beating!
We are currently back in the hospital to have another ultrasound done by a certified operator who should be able to give us more information.
Just before heading back to hospital we got news that Phil and Jacqui are 14 weeks pregnant. So difficult not to mention our news.
We’re considering how and when we should tell our immediate families. Hopefully we can tell them soon.
We’ve spent the last week thinking and talking about how life is going to be when we have a baby. Cheryl’s job is going to be an interesting thing to find out about. She’s a contractor right now, and employment law in the US is pretty shit for the employees. The best case scenario if she’d worked at the same company for a year would be 12 weeks of unpaid leave. Not exactly great.
We’re trying to figure out all the permutations that could work for us, but there are so many, and they all rely on what Cheryl’s employer will do. Thankfully we’re in a position where my salary is enough to cover all of our rent and bills. I can’t imagine how couples who live in this area can afford kids on lower salaries.
Anyway, we’ve been getting ahead of ourselves and thinking of possible names. We seem to have settled on names for both a boy and a girl, so that was easy.
We’ve both been discussing how to break the news to our families, and then to other people. It’s so difficult to have this sort of life-changing news and not be able to tell anyone about it. There seem to be 2 or 3 occasions in a day where it would make complete sense for me to bring up the fact that we’re expecting a baby, and I have to stop myself each time.
Cheryl has started taking a bunch of vitamins. We’re constantly checking the ingredients of food and second-guessing ourselves over whether it’s ok to eat certain things or not. I’ve made a lot of searches in incognito mode in my browser to avoid getting things auto-completed in front of colleagues or something like that. I’m so worried about the news accidentally leaking to someone before I’ve told anyone.
We have an appointment at the hospital on Monday, and I just want the weekend to be over so we can go there and get some concrete information and form a solid plan.
I was sitting on the sofa playing Rocket League when I heard Cheryl shout “OH MY GOD!” from the bathroom.
I quit the game, went over to the bathroom, and Cheryl said “it says I’m pregnant!” Then she said “Oh wait…” Then she said “yes, it says I’m pregnant.” I took the pregnancy test from her because I wanted to see it. Cheryl’s pregnant. I picked up the leaflet that comes with the test and it says the pregnant or not pregnant report is more than 99% accurate by this point. Cheryl’s pregnant. Almost definitely pregnant.
Cheryl began crying, not because she’s upset, but because she’s scared. I hugged her. I backed away not knowing what to say or do, then I hugged her again.
We plated up dinner from the oven and sat down to watch Independence Day Resurrection. We got just over 13 minutes through before giving up on both eating and watching a film.
I grabbed my laptop, logged into the VPN, and went to my medical insurance portal to look up a doctor.
Right now we’re just planning to use the other two pregnancy tests to confirm things tomorrow, and book an appointment with a doctor nearby at UCSF.
We spent time working out that the baby is probably due around mid-June.
Our lives are about to change drastically.