2. An Early Scan

So we had an early, private scan booked. By the time of the scan, I had been feeling shocking for a solid 10 days now. Please, please, please let us see a teeny tiny little heartbeat on the screen this time. 

The way I have been feeling can only really be described as a horrible hangover. My stomach is twisting, turning and churning all day and all night. The exhaustion is out of this world and I can only match it with my first hit of covid. My heart rate jumps from 68 to 115 for no apparent reason which is really unsettling and makes my head spin. I associate a bad hangover with poisoning my body. I felt like my body was rotting inside. If I didn't think I was pregnant, something was very very wrong in there. 


I had spoken to the private scanners before the appointment to fill them in on what's been going on since our last visit. When we arrived, I went through it again and I explained that I've not been well at all since the positive blood test. She relayed everything in detail on to her husband who clearly wanted this time to be a better result. He just told me to lie down, gel on belly and doppler in place before I could blink.  He immediately said "heartbeat, heartbeat, heartbeat" 

A HEARTBEAT!!!!

He then said "did you hear what I just said?"

"Yeah!!!!!" I emotionally replied thinking it was strange that he kept saying heartbeat, but in that strange out of body disbelief that this was actually happening this time. 

He said "there's 3 heartbeats"

WHAT??? THREE?????????

At this point I started cackling like a witch in a weird delirious state. Then I looked at James wondering if he was going to pass out, cry or laugh. "Are you ok?" He squeezed my hand even harder and managed to mutter a yes, followed by "Triplets? Bloody triplets?"

During this little moment of realisation, Richard was continuing to scan and look, and I'm assuming, check and check again. He said he couldn't see something and kept looking. I asked what that means and if it's a bad thing he can't see it. He said "I think they are identical"!! 

Even he looked shocked and baffled by this result. He told us that naturally conceived identical triplets are 1:100,000 pregnancies. We were the second he had seen in his 37 year career. He works full time for the NHS and does private scans on the side. So he has done a LOT of scans.  

He brought his wife in and told us not to say anything. My splodgy, puffy, teary face with a stupid grin gave away the good news bit, but she nearly fell over when she saw the results. 

I eventually managed to splutter "bloody hell!". Richard asked if I had just sworn and said "if there was ever a time you are allowed to swear, its now".

By the time we finally left the room, there were two couples waiting. We had not seen a full waiting room before, they are so efficient. 

We were given a photograph of the three little blobs in a big round blob, and a printout of what he had found. They also emailed photos and a video over to us.



My head was spinning. How on earth do we deal with triplets? The first things that popped into my head was space at home and space in the car. Wow, we have some planning to do. James spent most of the journey home saying "bloody triplets" on repeat. 


When we got home,  James's mum was there looking after Jack. I handed her the picture and she could see that it was good news so I obviously started crying and she gave me a huge hug. We then handed her the printout which said "triplets identified". There was a huge amount of "oh my god, you're joking? Triplets?", laughter and other words and noises that go along with such an earth shattering surprise. We decided to try and kick start labour for James's sister by calling her next. It didn't work but the same reaction. We then called my dad and send him the picture and the printout and let him read it. We did the same with my sister and godmother. The hooting, shreeking, laughing and swearing continued for a considerable amount of time. It got to about 9 o'clock and I could barely keep my eyes open, but would I be able to sleep? This is going to take a long time to sink in. 

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