I’ve been saying for awhile now that I wanted to get a private scan prior to our holiday in a week’s time. I just wanted the reassurance that baby was progressing well, and I must admit my curiosity over the prospect of twins was well and truly peaked. Our first NHS scan will take place just shy of 13 weeks in the second week of October and I hated the thought of jumping on a plane and being in a foreign country without knowing that the pregnancy was on track.

So yesterday, we nipped to Future Babies in Reading to get a private ultrasound of our little miracle. I couldn’t be anymore delighted with our decision as the scan went perfectly and we got to see our beautiful bouncing baby waving back at us on an enormous screen. I must admit, I didn’t what to expect from a 10.5 week ultrasound (you don’t see a great deal on the NHS ones at 12-14 weeks) so I was anticipating a hazy clump of white cells against a backdrop of black. So I was pleasantly suprised that the images were incredibly sharp and you could make out baby’s legs and arms perfectly. We even managed to bag a 3D image of Tiny Mills in profile.

It’s just amazing how quickly the body is able to make a mini human. To see those perfect little hands and feet, and eyes and nose that can be no bigger than a full stop on a page, is just awe-inspiring. I was in tears, Craig was smiling, and Dexter got to work emptying the Sonographer’s cupboards. I don’t think I’ve been that happy in ages.

Littlest Mills is doing perfectly. The measurements are spot on at 10.5 weeks, confirming my EDD of the 13th of April. He or she was pretty active - bouncing around in all the space my massive bump has created for them. Baby is currently 3.58cm in length and everything is where it should be!

I’ll admit to making the Sonographer check several times that there wasn’t another little person floating around in my belly, but nope, we’re expecting one perfect singleton. Although it came as a slight shock, I wasn’t upset. Having two under two (Dexter and a tiny brother or sister) is going to be a huge challenge in itself. Seeing that perfect little bum and big old head on the monitor has somehow made all the sickness, tiredness and anxiety seem worth it. I just hope that the horrific symptoms I’m experiencing from carrying just the one baby isn’t indicative of how naughty he or she will be when we meet them in person!

See you again in a few week’s Littlest Mills! xx