It's Valentine's Day!

Not only is Valentine's Day a fab excuse to gorg on chocolates and receive AMAZING roses (although I'm lucky in that it's not the only day of the year I gratefully accept them). But today is TWO WEEKS until I have my anomaly scan!

I have been counting down the days since my ultrasound scan at the beginning of January. Oh my gawd it's been a LONG wait. Not only have I had a mid-month stress-out over whether the baby is ok (how did I know that I would be lucky to feel the baby kick before 24 weeks?) I've also had a lot of work-related, commute-related, relationship-related and my own personal body-related tears and hormonal flip outs.

A phone call (my first of a few no doubt) in to a midwife later and my hormonal outburst was calmed earlier this month. After laying it all out to my hub of how I felt, and lots of supportive cuddles... I realised I am only human. I can't try and do everything. Is it natural to work my arse off at double the speed, so that colleagues and loved ones don't think I'm taking liberties?

Tiredness, raging hormones and a complete change in all areas of my life may have been tough so far, it's all for an amazing reason... the baby.

Since the call in to the midwife, I've relaxed a lot more about the scan and cannot wait to see the baby on the screen again. I no longer have doubts over whether my hormones have harmed the baby, only doubts over my predictions. One minute it's definitely a girl... the next it's a boy. We will see in two weeks.

For now, will I have the honeycomb square, or the strawberry heart next?