The pregnancy hasn't been trouble-free so far. Due to some harrowing weekends and much stress and tension we were in and out of the hospital from around about week three. Though this brought unwanted worries it did give us a greater insight into what's going on in there and because of this we were seeing scans from early doors.
On our first unwanted visit our baby was barely visible other than being a minute speck, that to the trained eye of the ultrasound specialist was a heartbeat. To us it was amazing to see but it was even more amazing to hear that what we had thought had been a miscarraige wasn't and our baby was doing well.
By now you'll be thinking 'What's he on about lentils for then?'
Well, here we go...during this first frightening scan we were looking at this little miracle that was our baby. When I say little I'm talking 3.1mm here, which, according to the bible of birthing that we are following told us that the baby would be the size of, yep, you got it....A LENTIL!
We've been calling Him/Her 'Lentil' ever since and we both love it, the name and the baby that is but we're level-headed enough to know that it's not a name we can put on the birth register, especially when living in the 'no mean city' that is Glasgow
Say 'Hello' to Lentil...
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