I am nervous all day, I must have wittered on so much to Jo at work on Friday - today means our baby gets more of it's own identity.

I go to meet Gav and we walk to the hospital from the station. It's a lovely walk but I am so desperate for the toilet! Gav jokes to me halfway there that it's 1:55pm, the appointment is at 2pm. I have a moment of complete panic that we'll miss our slot and have to wait ages to see our baby again until Gav starts to laugh at my face.

We get told at the scan that we are expecting a girl. I am utterly surprised and ecstatic! I had convinced myself it was a boy as so many people had said this to us that that's what I'd expected. Although any healthy baby would have been great I think secretly I had a yearning for a girl and it turns out Gav had been feeling the same.

We get to see our little girl for around 15 minutes. She fidgets and we don't get the best pictures but that really doesn't matter. She is healthy and developing well. On the screen we get to see her little heart, spine, bones but she is camera shy and we do not get to see her face properly. Already she is showing signs of being her parents' daughter! We are incredibly happy and I really can't explain the warm fuzzy feeling I have now.

Her movements are getting more prominent now that Gav can sometimes feel them. I feel happier now that he can as it means he can go through some of these feelings that I've had for a few weeks now. I feel that he was a bit left out of something before, like me and our daughter had our own little secret that daddy was oblivious to.

Anyway now I feel a good old spend coming on!