The private clinic was in the heart of the countryside in a converted barn. We took our three girls with us who felt so honoured to be a part of the experience. I fully expected my baby to be a girl. I didn't think Ian did Y-Chromosomes! When the sonographer announced that she had found a willy, the girls were so surprised and very excited to be having a younger brother. Big brother Joe who was at this point 20 years old and about to move in with his girlfriend had always wanted a baby bro...and I was finally about to deliver on that request, just as he was leaving home!
Aside from finding out that I was expecting Freddy (and not Tess as I have thought!) we also got to see our little man's face. He looked uncannily like his dad. It was such a different experience 'knowing' who it was kicking me and moving around inside me. I was able to bond with him as an individual, which was very different. I'm glad I did it...but I'm also glad I didn't know with my others. The surprise at birth is a miraculous experience too! I've enjoyed doing it both ways. But with a nursery to decorate and clothes to buy, knowing he was a boy made the practicalities so much easier!!