iSafe Pram Review *UPDATE*

My pram arrived to today! I was so excited to unpack it! We haven't really bought anything new for our new arrival and we didn't buy much new for Reuben but he was sick all over the hood of his pram and I've never been able to get in quite clean! So we decided to get a new pram this time. After a lot of online research prams are soooo expensive! I found a few on Amazon that weren't branded or were brands I hadn't heard of, the reviews were mainly good so I thought maybe it would be worth the risk to invest in one of them. To make it less risky I decided to buy through ebay via paypal so if anything wasn't as it should be I could claim my money back that way if the seller wasn't very cooperative. On first impressions I shouldn't have worried. In the end I went with the isafe pramette, it converts from a pram to a pushchair and can be both forward or rear facing. They also sell a car seat that can be attached to the base (I'm not so keen on buying car seats online as its hard to judge their safety). The pram can be easily unattached and carried as a carrycot, which will be great for me as we have 7 steep steps leading up to our house and I don't fancy trying to carry or bump the pram up and down those everyday! It will mean I can take the base down and then carry the baby in the carrycot down afterwards.  The pram came in a wide range of colours, I chose navy, I love the plum too but worry it might look a bit girly, Reuben always gets mistaken for a girl, so navy might stop this happening to the new baby!

The hood has a flip out sunshade and has a zipped section that can extend it further than in the photograph. The pram also has adjustable 5 point harness strap, which is great my last pram didn't have any straps to use whilst it was in pram mode. The pram is lovely and deep and has a zip on cover. Overall the quality is amazing I would say its comparable to the icandy that is much pricier. The wheels are really big and sturdy and the handle is adjustable, which means even my 6ft 1 hubby will be comfortable pushing it without getting an achy back.  I'm so glad I bought this pram and recommend it to others. I paid £200 plus postage and packaging but bought it whilst there was an offer on ebay meaning I saved 20%, after researching if online this seems the average price some other colours are slightly cheaper or more expensive but I would say they're all good value


*UPDATE* I have been using this pram for 4 months now and I still rate it highly. I have steps outside my house so when taking my son out I have to un clip the carry cot from the base and take the base down first then the carrycot with him in it. It's super easy to do. The rain cover is great as it unzips so you can keep it on incase it rains again but your baby can get some fresh air! The basket underneath is excellent, not huge but big enough and the fact it has a zip up cover is fab as it means I can stuff it full of shopping and then zip it up and not worry about anything falling out. There are so many options for how you recline your baby as well! So to conclude, it's fab such a great purchase. Also my 4 month old is huge ( over 18lbs) and very long and still has lots of space to lie down when it's in pram mode.

23 weeks pregnant

So today I am 23 weeks and 3 days pregnant, this pregnancy is flying by. The first time around everyday felt like an eternity! Yesterday I ordered a new pram for the new arrival and it got me thinking about superstitions, it's supposed to be unlucky to have a pram in the house before the baby is born. I'm really not one for believing in superstitions like walking under a ladder, a black cat crossing your path or breaking a mirror bringing bad luck or having a pram in the house as being unlucky. I do though have this thing about trying not to tempt fate, which I think some would see as being exactly the same! Maybe it is! Its just how I feel! We waited until we had our dating scan before announcing our pregnancy and I really do not want a baby shower. I cant imagine how hard it would be to have all those gifts if something terrible were to happen and I've always felt like I need to have my baby in my arms for me to know everything will be alright. I also feel its nice to be able to let anyone bringing a gift to be able to see and hold the baby. That doesn't mean to say I don't agree with others having them, they just really aren't for me! I wonder if I feel this way more because of having a previous premature labour, I don't know but I didn't want a baby shower then either and I think even if I manage to go full term with this one and we have another I would still feel the same and be counting down every milestone during the pregnancy. Only four more days until I reach the 50% chance of survival if born premature. Then the next milestone is 27 weeks when chance of survival reaches 80%. Please stay in there little boy!

Consultant Appointment after previous premature labour

So on Friday my husband and I went to our consultant appointment to find out what extra precautions were going to be taken after giving birth at 31w 3 days last time. I don't feel like I've come away knowing any more than I did before, which could be why I found it hard to find any information online about it.
We arrived at our appointment and first saw a midwife who did the usual checks, urine, blood pressure, felt my bump and listened to the heartbeat all were normal. Then the consultant came asked me how I was etc. She had a look at my notes from my last pregnancy and found that the reason why I hadn't been given a reason for my premature labour last time is that there wasn't really a reason. The reason for the premature labour was the bleeding but there was no way of finding out why I had the bleeding. She prescribed me to take 75mg of aspirin a day (aka baby aspirin) as that can help blood flow to the placenta. Aspirin can cause no harm to the baby so I will be taking it but I wonder if it will actually help. I have read online about people who have had high blood pressure or preeclampsia being prescribed it,  as often the two are linked and as aspirin thins the blood it can help lower blood pressure. I had neither of those things so I hope it does something but I guess there's no way of knowing. I was also given dates for two more scans one at 28 weeks and one at 34 with follow up appointments with her after. I spoke to her about having increased amounts of Braxton hicks after working long hours on my feet but she said its normal and not to worry but if I felt I was struggling with the long hours to talk to work about changing them. I'll be doing that tomorrow as in the last week I've really struggled.
So all in all I feel that I haven't really learnt anything new and I'll just have to carry on being stressed and vigilant about any concerns I have.

Adding to the brood

Deciding to have another child is a decision no one takes lightly. There are so many things to consider, cost , childcare etc. But if like me you have had a previous premature labour you have the added worry of will this one be preemie too? If it is, how will we cope with hospital visits when we already have a toddler? We were lucky last time but what if the next is preemie with long term health issues?
I was never given a reason as to why I went into labour prematurely. I was given a few speculative reasons such as a urine infection. My placenta was delivered immediately after Reuben was born so maybe a problem with that? Could it have been due to the maternity chiropractor manipulating my pelvis back into the correct position the previous day? I wish I had asked more questions after I had given birth as to why Reuben was so premature but I was so exhausted and relieved that he was okay, all I cared about was being with him. All of these could be reasons why, surely it could have been proven or unproven so as I might have some idea as to whether or not I might have another early labour. I remember having internal examinations during labour, I think swabs were taken, so surely this discounts infection otherwise surely they would have told me?! I wasn't told there was anything wrong with my placenta, I saw it was huge and bloody and healthy looking and Reuben was measuring slightly bigger than his gestation so he must have been getting all the nutrients he needed. All of this leads me to hope it was just one of those random fluke things to happen and that this time all will be fine. Of course I've done what everyone else would do and googled the chance of having a second preemie  but couldn't really find a definitive answer. It seems that ladies that deliver early due to preeclampsia have a fifty percent chance of having it again and delivering early and that others who deliver early have around thirty percent chance of giving birth early.
I don't really feel like we consciously made the decision to have another child. We had always wanted two and we had always planned to start trying for the second once Reuben had turned two and that's what we did. I think I just know that this time I might notice more signs and I will do everything I can to ensure this little boy stays in longer! My midwife has said that they will monitor me more closely this time and I will have more urine samples taken and more scans. I will find out tomorrow what monitoring me more closely means as I have an appointment with a consultant who I really hope can give me some answers and reassurance.
This pregnancy I have definitely felt more worried about things but I am trying to be positive. I counted down all the pregnancy milestones last time breathing a sigh of relief to each one met: the 12 week scan, the downs test, the 20 week anomaly scan. The next milestone is reaching 24 weeks where the survival rate is fifty percent and then 27 weeks when the survival rate increases to 80 percent. If Reuben hadn't have been preemie I would still be counting them down, I think everyone does. Up until this week I would say my pregnancy has been quite easy, no sickness just some tiredness. But after a long shift on Monday I really was struggling. I was so tired, I have to wake up at 5.30 am to start work at 6.30 then I'm on my feet all day until 5.30. I got home and really felt I couldn't do anything, I was having a lot more Braxton hicks than what I usually do when I'm not on my feet so much and my back was achey too. I think the consultant will probably recommend I work shorter shifts but we shall see. My next post will be about what the consultant suggests for monitoring me more closely in this pregnancy, its a post I'd love to have been able to see before I got pregnant again so I would know what to expect but I haven't found anything online to answer my questions. So hopefully my next post will help anyone who's previously had a premature labour and is worried about what might happen.

Neonatal Care

Reuben 1 day old

In my previous post I wrote about my pregnancy and premature birth experience. A few people who have read it have said how brave and strong I was, I honestly don't feel that I was. I just felt I was doing what I had to do and I got on with it. Having said that the birth and pregnancy was the easy bit. Reuben's time in hospital was far harder it was like living in limbo, time felt like time was standing still. Our lives revolved around visiting the hospital and it felt to me like the world outside of that didn't exist, just stopped and didn't matter. I wish I had written some sort of journal whilst Reuben and I were in hospital but just getting through the days was exhausting. So this account of our experience of neonatal care maybe scrambled, I'm going to try to write in chronologically but things may have happened in a different order to how I remember. Others who have experienced neonatal care may think I've missed out some things, I really am writing everything I remember so Reuben may have had more tests that I cant remember. These are just my memories and I hope it makes those who have experienced similar or are currently going through something similar feel they are not alone and perhaps it can help those who don't know what to do or say to support loved ones going through the after effects of a preemie birth.

So Reuben was born on 8th February 2013 at 31 weeks and 3 days gestation weighing 3lbs 15oz. The birth was natural and straight forward and as I said in my previous post after giving birth I got to see him briefly before he was whisked away to the neonatal intensive care unit (NICU). My husband and I then got to see him again once he was settled in his incubator. Seeing him in the incubator wasn't really as scary or intimidating as I had thought, I think it helped that he was quite big for his gestation so he wasn't as small as I expected and he looked nice and pink and strong. There were wires and tubes everywhere and he was on oxygen but he looked comfortable. I immediately felt a bond and a huge rush of love for him, that sort of fluttery butterfly feeling in your stomach. I just wanted to hold him and love him and be his mummy.



Cuddle with daddy

I still felt extremely weak and tired from my time in hospital and the labour and stayed in hospital over night in a private room on the maternity ward. I didn't feel uncomfortable or jealous being near other mums who had their babies. It just was what it was, I just felt lucky my son was okay and excepted what the situation was. I had a midwife come and show me how to express milk using their pumps and was given lots of little bottles to fill and label and keep in their fridge. They recommended that I expressed every three hours to get my supply going. I found the expressing easy, it wasn't painful at all and oh my gosh I produced crazy amounts of milk! what was difficult was the waking every three hours to express when I hadn't slept for a week and had recently given birth. But of course this is hard for every new mum whether they've had a prem labour or not. I was allowed to visit Reuben in the Neonatal ward whenever I wanted and it was just up on the next floor of the hospital but I really was scared I was going to faint or collapse when I walked anywhere on my own, I felt so weak and shaky. So I couldn't really see Reuben if my husband wasn't there.
The following day when my husband and I went up to see Reuben he was off of the oxygen and we were able to hold him for the first time. Holding him was a little bit scary as we were told one of the wires going into his belly button must not fall out as it could bleed a lot. It was magical though and I just wanted to hold him all the time but I was also paranoid that he would get cold. We did skin to skin contact and kangaroo care and tried to put him to my breast. He sort of latched but he was getting my expressed milk though a feeding tube that went up his nose and into his stomach. In the NICU Reuben was connected to a monitor which showed his breathing and heartbeat and I think blood pressure and you couldn't help but look at it all the time! It hypnotised you, every time it beeped you panicked! There were about four other babies in the NICU at the same time as Reuben and so the noise from the machines was quite intense, I would hear beeping even in my sleep! That day the midwives said I was okay to go home but could leave that day when I was ready. I'm not sure I was really ready to leave but I knew I had to so I left at five in the evening so I could spend the whole day with Reuben before going home. It was hard leaving even though I was on a completely different floor of the hospital to Reuben because I felt like if something did go wrong I wouldn't be there. The first night at home was the hardest, I had my mobile phone on loud just in case and I had to start my expressing though the night routine at home.

 My husband took a week off work as paternity leave so we were able to go into the hospital early and spend the day there together with Reuben. The Neonatal unit was amazing as were all the nurses. there was a family room with a play area, kitchen and locker area, a pumping room and a quiet room where breastfeeding support meetings took place. I got a locker so I could fill it with food and books etc. I'm not really sure what tests Reuben had and when but I remember him having a couple of brain scans whilst in the NICU so they must have been during his first week in hospital as he was only there for a week. We arrived at the hospital whilst one was taking place so were able to watch. It was a bit like an ultrasound but on his head! So he had lots of gel stuff on his head and they were able to look at his brain on the monitor. Both scans came back as fine so it enabled us to have some relief. After about a week Reuben's body temperature stabilised and so he was moved into what was called the nursery room next door and into an open incubator.

Once my husbands week of paternity leave ended things got harder for me but we didn't want to use too much as we wanted to have time together once Reuben was out of hospital. It was harder for me because it meant I had to get the train into Gloucester everyday and the walk to the hospital. It made the day alot more tiring, I still felt quite shaky on my feet and generally weak. I imagine it must have been hard for my husband too but we've never really spoken about it. My daily routine was getting up at about 7am and expressing then catching the train that got in at about quarter to the hour, so by the time I had walked to the hospital it was 10am. This meant I could attempt to breastfeed at 10am, 1pm and 4pm and at 7pm before my husband and I went home. My husband would come over straight from work and we would leave straight after the 7pm feed. Whilst I was in the hospital all day I got into a routine to break up the day. I would feed Reuben at 10am and then immediately after go and express. Then I would sit with him for a bit sometimes with a book but mainly I would just look at how beautiful he was! Then I would have a lunch break and even though I wouldn't want to leave him I made myself have an hour to myself to eat and read to almost have some me time. One other thing I remember is purposely leaving our flat as quietly as possible and walking through town to the train station as fast as I could to avoid bumping into anyone I might know and have to talk to them about what was going on. I can honestly say I never once cried or broke down about our situation but I think its because I really tried to avoid any situation where I might i.e talking to someone about what was going on who wouldn't really understand. It's a bit like when you really hurt yourself and you've managed not to cry by biting your lip then someone goes and saying oh my gosh are you okay? and then you cant stop crying! I didn't mind having text messages from people as I didn't have to be face to face and it was nice to know people were thinking of us.

The routine pretty much stayed like this until we were moved into transitional care together. During this time whilst Reuben was in the nursery room I think he had a hearing test, I didn't see them do it but it came back all fine. I also reduced the amount I was expressing because the hospital told me they had no more space in their fridge or freezer as I had produced so much milk! By this time I had also filled a shelf in our freezer and my mother in laws! So I stopped expressing every three hours during the night and instead gave myself a 6 hour break so I could catch up on some sleep. Another memory I have from whilst Reuben was in the nursery room was going out for dinner one night with some friends. I really didn't want to go but my husband seemed to want to and I felt I couldn't say no, when we got to the restaurant there was no signal on any ones phones, which didn't help me to relax. When we finally got home my boobs felt like they were going to explode with milk and they sort of did, i got in the bath and they didn't just leak milk properly squirted out in a stream! And thankfully there were no missed calls on our phones.

After Reuben had been in hospital for around 3 weeks he was ready to be moved into transitional care. transitional care was a small ward with 4 beds for mums and their baby or babies. It was a lovely time because it meant that breastfeeding could be established properly as we were with our babies all the time. It also meant that we could talk to people in a similar situation. Whilst in the nursery room it was hard to talk to other mums and dads as you didn't know what they were going through and didn't want to say something that might upset them. Whereas when you are in the transitional room you know that everyone is on the path home so is feeling more positive. It was also nice to get a routine established before going home. Whilst we were in there Reuben had his eyes tested, which I didn't see and they recommended that I didn't. I did see the preparation of the test and that was bad enough. Reuben had to have eye drops put in each eye I'm not sure how many times they put the drops in but it was at least twice. When Reuben returned from the test his eyes were so red and puffy it bought tears to your eyes just to look at him. Even now looking back it makes my eyes water. But his eyes are absolutely find so I guess it's worth it for the reassurance. I found out after Reuben had his tests that he had had so many because he was under 32weeks gestation. There were twins born at exactly 32 weeks in the next bed who didn't have any of the tests. I actually felt a bit grateful Reuben was born before 32 weeks when I heard that as I think if I knew he wasn't having any tests because he was born 4 days later I'd be worrying he might have hearing and sight problems that we my not find out about for ages. I feel bad saying that as obviously the longer in the womb the better but it did give me such relief to know everything was fine. We weren't in transitional care for long but it felt like ages, for us we needed Reuben to be gaining weight whilst breast feeding, they weighed them every 3 days at midnight and on one of the weigh ins Reuben had lost some weight. Luckily after spending my birthday and mothers day in transitional care we were finally allowed home!

I know my story is a positive one and many others have very different outcomes with their preemie babies. My husband and I are so grateful to all of the staff at Gloucester Royal Hospital who were truly amazing at looking after all of us whilst Reuben was in neonatal care. I am now pregnant with my second son and I will be writing a post about deciding to have another baby after have a preemie.






 

My Premature Birth Story

My Premature Birth Story



Reuben one day old

So I said in a previous post about how my son was born premature. Birth stories are easy to find on the Internet but premature ones not so easy. When I gave birth early I didn't know of anyone else who had given birth so early. I look back on the birth of my son and our time in hospital now and think how lucky my husband and I are that everything was OK. At the time I can honestly say I was never scared or worried, I took each day as it came. For some reason didn't even consider the thought that something might go wrong. This is how I remember it, I'm not sure how accurate my memories are, my husband would probably tell a different story but this is mine.

So first things first, my pregnancy. When we discovered I was pregnant we were thrilled and I thought maybe I had gotten away with no morning sickness but at exactly 6 weeks its struck! I don't think it was too bad I've heard many others have it worse but from weeks six to ten I couldn't eat anything except ketchup or prawn cocktail flavour crisps and I lost half a stone. We were on our anniversary weekend away when it was at its worse luckily my other half didn't book the gin tasting! Just as suddenly as the morning sickness came it went and I gained the half a stone I'd lost back by the time it was my twelve week scan. The scan went well and there were no problems. My pregnancy continued to run smoothly and at our twenty week scan we found out we were having a boy. Again everything went smoothly until around twenty six/ twenty seven weeks when I started to suffer from pelvic girdle pain (PGP). I work on my feet so I ended up being signed off work as it was just so painful to walk around and stand all day. I felt really guilty leaving work early as when I didn't move around the pain completely went and I felt fine. At 28 weeks I work up from a nap an felt a gush, my first thought wasn't to panic, I had heard your bladder can weaken in pregnancy and although I didn't think I'd wet myself I went to the bathroom to check. It was blood, so of course I panicked. My husband was at work about fifteen miles away and my mum lived about five miles away. I tried to calm myself and rang my local maternity unit, they said to ring triage so I did and the said to come in as soon as I could. I quickly rang my hubby and got him to meet me at the hospital and rang my mum to pick me up. We got to hospital and my hubby was already there. We had to wait for ages so my mum went home but I felt relieved to be in the safest place. They put pads on my stomach to monitor the baby's heartbeat and movement. They were quite tight which the baby didn't like, he kicked and kicked, which was so reassuring for me. I had an internal examination and a swap taken. They couldn't see where the blood had come from and the swab results said the at I had thrush! And they believed that was why I had the bleeding! I hadn't had any symptoms at all so I was surprised but very relieved.

I continued to suffer from PGP but had no bleeding and the thrush cleared up straight away and as far as I'm aware it didn't return. On the Sunday before I gave birth I did have an increased number Braxton hicks for about an hour I had one every 10 minutes but then they stopped completely so I didn't worry. Until then I had only had one or two a day. I can't remember when I first started having them as I wasn't aware that what I was suffering from was Braxton hicks. If I had to guess I would say I started having them from about 18 weeks but like I said maybe one to two a day. For me Braxton hicks weren't at all painful but just a bit uncomfortable. My tummy felt harder and it felt like he was sticking his bum out in an awkward way, so to start with that what I thought was happening! I just thought he'd moved into and odd position so rubbed my tummy until he moved. Anyway, the Tuesday after I had an appointment with the maternity chiropractor who had a feel of my pelvis and said that the right side had rotated forwards and that's why I was having so much pain in my leg when I walked. She manipulated my pelvis back to where it should be but said it would eventually rotate forwards again. I went home feeling fine, I still felt pain when walking but the moving of my pelvis hadn't caused any other pain.

The next morning I woke up bleeding. I'm sure my hubby just thought it was just thrush again but I called triage and because it would be rush hour traffic she said to call and ambulance as I'd get in quicker. The ambulance seemed to take forever, I really don't remember how long but I remember trying to keep calm and concentrated on whether or not I could feel movement. I was also too scared to stand in case more blood came out. The ambulance crew were lovely. When I got to hospital I was put on to a small ward with full term mums whose waters had broken but labour hadn't started so they were being induced. It was quite interesting hearing everything go on around me, everyone was hidden by curtains so no one could see each other. I think the busy atmosphere and being in the best place helped me relax. I was examined like I was before and they couldn't see where the bleeding had come from. The bleeding stopped but they decided to keep me in over night as a precaution and they also gave me the first steroid shot needed to mature my baby's lungs. So when visiting hours were over at nine o'clock my husband went home. You can guess what happened next! Within about half an hour of him leaving the bleeding started again and with it this time came Braxton hicks approximately every ten minutes. The bleeding was never a lot but obviously any bleeding is a worry especially when teamed with contractions. I asked if I should get my husband back and they were pretty sure that he baby wouldn't come that night so I let him know what was going on but told him to stay at home and come straight back in the morning.

I was transferred to a private room with my own midwife, I knew I was in the safest place and being monitored, I was hooked up to a machine that monitored the baby and my heart but I didn't sleep at all that night I remember watching the clock and timing my contractions, which continued to be every ten minutes. My room was very hi tech with a special preemie birth table ready should it be needed. The next morning not long after the midwife left the room for a few minutes the monitor on my starting beeping, I felt normal so rolled over to find the machine saying warning erratic heartbeat! Then of course I felt panicked. I tried to find the call nurse button but it had fallen on the floor, I felt too weak to reach it I thought I might fall out of bed if I tried. I had so many thoughts rushing through my head, my main concern was 'am I going to have a heart attack!?' so I tried to take control of the situation and I calmed myself and tried to breathe slowly and deeply. The machine stopped beating and then the midwife came in, she probably hadn't been gone for more than five minutes but it felt like to ever! I told her about the machine and I had to have an ECG, which showed everything was fine. Then my hubby came in, the bleeding continued intermittently and the contractions continued to be regular every ten minutes. I was given my second steroid injection and I had so many internal examinations by doctors, midwives and consultants. There didn't appear to be a reason for the bleeding but because I was bleeding they were unable to try to stop the labour. I can remember the doctor saying he wasn't sure when I would give birth it could be that day or it could be weeks but that I would remain in hospital until I gave birth. My mum and step dad visited that afternoon and my contractions started getting stronger, they weren't painful but I had to breathe thought them.

My husband stayed in with me that night and it was much like the night before we couldn't sleep but at least we were in the safest place. Poor hubby had to sleep in a chair most of the night but they did find him a bed eventually! By about six the next morning the contractions were much stronger and they checked me and I was finally one centimetre dilated. I don't think anyone believed I was in labour until then as they were still referring to my contractions as Braxton hicks. I was also sent for scan to check if I was in labour! The scan confirmed that the head was engaged. The contractions got worse and I was first given pethidine to help, which worked but made me very drowsy, I was given a second lot and then when I asked for more I was given diamorphine. I was exhausted and the contractions were so painful. I then was given gas and air and that really did help with the pain other than when the midwife said that I was using it more often than I was having contractions so I stopped and found that their monitor just wasn't picking up all of my contractions! A lot of what happened next is a blur, I don't remember them checking to see how dilated I was but they may have! I have vague memories of having a back massage and the smell of aromatherapy oils. Then I remember suddenly feeling like I needed to push (you always see people being told not to push and just to pant on TV) so I asked if I could push and they said yes. Then I was told that the baby was in distress so I had to try to do one big push to get him out, they thought it best I sat up, I remember saying I'm too tired you'll have to pull me up! So they did! And in the next push my waters finally burst and out came Reuben immediately followed by my placenta.

Reuben was rushed over to the hi tech table and cleaned up and we got to see him briefly before he was whisked away. Then they gave me another internal examination to check for tears and grazes and I had a small graze. The placenta was huge! Bigger than Reuben! Then I was shown how to hand express some milk so they could give it to Reuben as soon as possible. Then once I had cleaned myself up I was wheel chaired up to see Reuben. He was hooked up to oxygen and actually didn't look that small. He weighed 3lbs 15oz, which is quite big for his gestation of 31 weeks and 3 days.

So there it is my preemie birth story. I will do a post about the time Reubie spent in neonatal care to follow.



Reuben and I, kangaroo care

20 Week Scan

So Today we had our 20 week scan. We had the first appointment of the day at 8am and oh my gosh it was so hard to drink two pints of water that early! Reubie was very excited and has been saying that it will be a boy and that we could call him Boy! Reubies' Nanna came around to watch him whilst we went, it really is like winter outside today, its really foggy and cold. We arrived 15 minutes early, and it was such a long wait, the sonographer got in at 5 past but I was starting to worry she might have got stuck in the fog! The scan went well any everything looked ok, the sonographer praised me for having such a full bladder so early in the morning! And at the end after a lot of wriggling and shaking we managed to get the baby to move his legs to reveal we are having another boy! We are very happy and so is Reubie the sonographer even gave us an extra photo for him to keep! Now I can't wait to start crocheting boy coloured things for our new addition! Eeeek! I'm just so happy and excited!!!!