So here we are almost at the 12 week scan point, Iona still doesn’t want a baby brother or sister, or a dog for that matter, but would like a “meow meow cat”…. Thursday morning we head off to High Wycombe to meet our baby for the first time with the 12 week scan. Octavia is still suffering pretty badly from morning sickness, certainly worse than she did with Iona, this we’re taking as a good sign of everything still going along nicely, but it is pretty hard on Octavia.
Not really done too much thinking about what happens next, although we wanted Iona to have a sibling now that we’re here (hopefully) and have “the biggest secret you can’t tell anyone” to contend with it still doesn’t feel very real, the scan will change that, it did with Iona.
There is of course a massive amount of fingers crossed at the moment as well, things can and do go wrong, but I’m not dwelling on that, I didn’t last time, I’m generally an optimist and I see no reason to change, after all there are others in the family or deal with the worst case predictions on my behalf and so I let them worry about the things you can’t change.
Exciting!