What are you, little Blob?

Yesterday we went for our anomaly scan at just over 19 weeks. There were no anomalies - blob has all its fingers and toes, it has eyes, the heart has all its chambers in place, all the bits and pieces are growing at the correct rate. (Oh, it also has functioning kidneys, grandma Turner will be pleased to know!).

The scan took most of the morning, because I had to go back twice for attempts at getting the right view of the heart. Blob was happily resting on one side, making it impossible for the technician to get a good angle on the heart. I came back an hour later, and Blob was comfortably resting on the other side in an equally impossible position. On the third attempt another hour later I told the technician I bet it works this time, because I could feel Blob kicking about more vigorously than earlier in the morning so I thought it must have changed position. And it had - we finally got all the pictures needed.

So, It. The blob. The technician asked if we wanted to know the sex of the Blob, but Dwayne and I have agreed from the start not to find out in advance. I wouldn't know what to do with the information anyway - what difference does it make? Dwayne thinks it's a girl and I keep referring to it as "he", but it will remain a secret until we meet the Blob in June.

Little Blob, what are you?

Snug as a bug in a rug

Leave me alone, I'm sleeping!