It's a baby!

The hideous "something has gone wrong" feeling wouldn't shift, so I made Mike call around local places that do private scans to get an appointment. No amount of bad feeling would make me part with £100 so we tried the cheaper places, one in Leamington didn't answer the phone but a place in Hinckley had a 7pm appointment, and was £50 so we went for it. On the drive I chugged a 500 ml bottle of water, we got there and I filled in a quick disclaimer and in we went. There was a huge TV screen in front of a sofa for Mike, and there it was, a little flickery blob. The guy pointed out the heartbeat (which I couldn't actually see, but said I could. Like Rachel in Friends I didn't want to be a bad mother!). It waved a tiny paddle, but that was about it for movement, it's 1.85 cm long.

Measuring 8+5 days.