If you follow me on Instagram you will already know this news! I wasn’t going to write a post until next week but I thought I might as well just do it now instead of waiting, so here you are! Brent and I are expecting our first baby. I actually took five tests to make sure! My friend Hayley texted me saying “Step away from the tests” haha. It still seems really weird to write that sentence now, even though it’s been three months already.

Yesterday we had our first scan which as I mentioned on my Instagram announcement was bitter sweet. It was a sad and happy day for us all as a family. May 14th marked the one year anniversary of my Grandma’s passing but it was also the day that Brent and I would see and hear our babies heartbeat for the first time. Needless to say, when I first heard the heartbeat I cried immediately, I couldn’t help it. I was so nervous going into the scan, I was just worried that there would be a problem but after an hour and half they said that everything is absolutely fine and I was actually measuring three days ahead. I thought I was 12 weeks 2 days but I was actually 12 weeks 5 days, my due date being 21st November. Seems ages away but I actually only have under 6 months left . Baby decided to wake up as soon as they started the scan and was a total fidget throughout that it made their job really hard, definitely going to be a dancer!

When I got my letter through the post for my dating scan and saw the date, I just had to laugh. It was strange knowing that I would be so sad for remembering my Grandma but happy for the scan, such a strange mix of emotions. We went to see her yesterday morning to put some flowers down which was nice and I held it together fine throughout the day and through the scan (apart from crying when I first heard/saw pip on the screen. Brent’s excitable laughs and gripping my hand did not help me stop either.) After our scan we went back into the waiting room until we were called for my blood test. We were both talking about how amazing it had been and discussing what we had been told when I heard the last line of the song that reminds me of my Grandma playing over the hospital radio. I’ve said before in a previous post that she used to always hum the song Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol and whenever we hear that song now, it instantly reminds us of her. The song played when she was in hospital and then to hear the final line over the radio at that exact moment was incredible. I know it’s just a song they play a lot but it was just such a strange coincidence to hear it then, that time and place. I started crying straight away and couldn’t really control myself, that’s when I cracked and it really hit me that she wasn’t going to be there throughout our magical journey, but after that experience, it really made it seem all the more likely that she actually was there, watching over us.

A crazy emotional day that I will never forget and I feel a bit sick and emotional now as I write this. I of course will be sharing our journey here on my blog. I will also be writing a full post about my 1-12 weeks (first trimester) as I don’t want to bore you with all the details in one post.

A huge thank you to everyone who commented on my Instagram and Twitter last night with your congratulations. It was all very overwhelming and I was getting very teary at a few comments, you know who you are! 🙂

Thank you so much for all your support, it really means a lot to us both.