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Josas pregnancy diary - weeks 20-22
I go for my routine anomaly scan with Archie. Two young women are doing the scanning and keep emphasising that I only get twenty minutes every time I ask a question. Having had the nuchal fold scan, I was expecting a little more detailed attention due to my age looking for what are called the soft markers for Down syndrome and other problems. Not a bit of it. They flipped through the chart, chatting amongst themselves, and generally making me feel as if I was slightly in the way.
Archie was very interested, but didnt like it much because, at this stage, it is the babys bones that show up on the screen and skeletons alarm him. They asked at one point if I wanted to know the babys sex. Oh dear, I can only say in my defence that Archie tempted me, and I fell. They flipped up the image and the evidence that we are having another little boy was all too obvious.
I felt extraordinary. I had never known this before birth, although I had guessed from such things as the speed of heartbeat. Id assumed it would be a girl because of the feeling of sickness this time, as I did with Maud, but not with Archie.
Also, if I had ovulated at my normal time then, from rough calculations, the sperm would have had to be very long-lived to fertilise the ovum. And they say that XY or female sperm are a lot tougher than YY or male ones. If you wish to choose the sex of your baby a futile one this then the advice is always to make love bang on ovulation for a boy, and a few days before for a girl. If any of this holds water, then I did ovulate very early as suspected.
I had to let the potential little girl, along with her list of poetical names and her cute outfits, vanish from my imagination. I regretted little Edith or Esme or Violet. Maud kindly tells me I can keep dressing her if I need a living doll. Archie is of course thrilled and looking forward to long Lego sessions in a rosy future. He wants to call his little brother Sebastian or Benedict.
The session ended, and I wiped off the jelly and went out clutching the little printed photo showing the babys skeletal face and arm. I felt very dissatisfied and restless and rather guilty about peeping at my present before Christmas.
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