This morning I had the post-scan phone call.
My daughter is, allegedly, 11 weeks and 6 days pregnant. The expected delivery date is 30th April. Ellen thinks, but without massive conviction, that it's a boy. She was quite sure, on no experience whatever, that Martha was going to be a girl, and so it proved. She seemed to think that, from what she could see of the scan pictures, that there was evidence of masculinity there, although it could have been a twist of umbilicus. At 20 weeks, when she has another scan, she will be given a much clearer idea.
The even better news is that we can probably go for our early April jaunt after all! I was thinking that it would have to be written off. It also gives us a chance to go away in late May, as has been our custom in recent years.
