I'm forever blowing bubbles
It had been just over three weeks since we had been in Bolton Hospital, a personal best for the both of us during the pregnancy.
Clare and I had both felt the baby kicking and wriggling around (obviously Clare more than me) and on the night before the scan, Clare was having a little relax in the bath watching little tiny movements on her belly bump. It is truly magic.
We always feel a little nervous before scans because of our previous history, however, the comfort of knowing that our scan today would be performed by no other than the lovely Lynne, put our minds at rest.
Baby Sparkles had grown and changed so much since we last saw, and was performing for us as well. Sticking toes in the mouth and blowing bubbles.
My mum came with us as she is off to Australia in a couple of weeks and may miss the birth of Sparkles. If we would have told her that we were expecting before they had booked they would have changed their mind. We could not deny them this experience. Seeing how happy this little munchkin made Nanna Davies was a really proud moment.
We now have a wheelchair for Clare, so I am able to take her out of the house, which has become a little prison for her at the moment. Also, we are nipping to Ikea this week to purchase the nursery wardrobes and such, things are becoming so much more real in the new year our family unit will be expanding.
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