Pregnancy diary: week 24 – BOGOF on scans (except I didn’t pay a thing)

Cute little nose showing, as baby looks right at the camera 😉

It seems like ages ago that I sat in the waiting room for our (what turned out to be) 13 week scan and saw a poster asking for pregnant mums to take part in junior doctor training by having an extra scan. Now, 11 weeks later, I’ve actually had the scan. In fact I ended up having two, each on consecutive days! When I arrived for the first on Tuesday, the lady checking me in rather gingerly asked if I might possibly have time to come again later in the week. She looked quite desperate to fill the slots (I can only assume not enough people had signed up, or had cancelled last minute). So I couldn’t resist agreeing to come again – I’ve been there, done that, and bought the desperate person t-shirt myself, trying to get as many participants as possible for my PhD experiments and for the project I’m currently working on in my job. After all, I’d get to see baby again, and I knew Tom was having a random day of annual leave on the Wednesday so I could get to work earlier and take a longer lunch break for the scan. There was a small remuneration and free car parking involved (not that I used it on the second day as I was on my bike), but that wasn’t enough on its own to attract me to help out. This is the kind of thing you have to not mind giving up your time for.

Scan 1

The scans were taking place in a training suite, not at the usual maternity hospital ultrasound department. It was actually a lot easier to find than the usual place, which I still find difficult to find in the hamster maze of corridors that make up the hospital! I was greeted by the above-mentioned lady and shown to a waiting area. A short time later I was called through by a young doctor (she looked younger than me – she probably was, it’s possible, even though this makes me feel old). I was greeted in the scanning cubicle by another junior doctor, two sonographer midwives and a fetal medicine consultant (who incidentally works at the Norfolk and Norwich hospital where I was born – doubt he was there then, again he looked too young…).

After a few basic questions like how many weeks pregnant I was, the first junior doctor got on with the scanning. Her first task was to figure out what position baby was lying in (head down and back to my left side), and showed the consultant what she’d concluded using a Winnie the Pooh stuffed toy. She was right. Then came a good look at the head. They talked amongst themselves about various things, most of which I understood, even though they were tossing about names of brain parts like they were piece of fruit in a bowl: bla bla bla cerebellum, bla bla bla ventricle, bla bla bla mid-line etc. It’s times like that when I’m pleased I work in a neuroscience lab, even if I’m not a neuroscientist by training myself. She established that baby’s brain looked normal and measured the head circumference. All good.

A great view of the eyes (closed), nose and mouth

Then she moved down to the abdomen, and checked the stomach and measured its circumference, which again was normal. A small journey upwards (in baby, so downwards on me – that must be a confusing thing when learning to scan) and she checked the heart, showing its four chambers beating together nicely. Baby was in a good position for viewing the heart apparently, unlike at our 20-week scan when I had to go for a walk to try and shift him/her into place. Not that he/she stayed still you understand – there were plenty of kicks, twists and general fidgeting movements throughout the scan. Poor doctors, I thought, having to learn on such a wriggly baby. Still, if they can do one that active, they can do any!

Next she moved down to the femur (thigh bone) to measure it. At that point the sonographers advised me to look away and they turned the screen around out of my view, in case I happened to catch sight of whether baby is a boy or a girl. After the leg was successfully measured (it took several attempts as baby was moving so much), she moved on to what they were calling the ‘AFI’. It became clear from the fact that they were measuring the amniotic fluid around baby that the ‘AF’ stood for amniotic fluid, and the next day I learned that ‘I’ stood for index.

That was the end of the first doctor’s turn, and the second one took over and did exactly the same thing. By the time she was on her last measurement, after 45 minutes of lying on my back, I was starting to feel a bit lightheaded – this is quite normal in later pregnancy when you lie on your back for long periods, because baby presses down on blood vessels so restricts the blood flow. I mentioned it and they were very good, flipping me over onto my left side straight away, as this is the best position to be in for blood flow when lying down. I soon started to feel better. The next question I was not expecting….. the consultant asked me whether I was feeling well enough to lie on my back for a 3D scan! Was I well enough?! Of course!! It wasn’t like I was about to faint, and I wasn’t going to pass on a free 3D scan!

Looking upwards at perfect little fingers

So he took over, showing the doctors how to change the probe to the 3D one and scan in 3D. It was incredible. He focused on baby’s face, and the detail and definition that we could see were amazing. The pictures on here, although good, don’t show it as well as on screen, where the sepia colouring and movements seemed to give the picture an even more lifelike quality and definition. At first it felt slightly odd and freaky to be seeing my unborn baby in this much detail, but soon I was just filled with an amazing feeling of being in awe of the fact I was seeing this! Baby had one of his/her hands constantly up by the head, and this is what was captured in the pictures that the consultant printed out for me. All five of them in the cubicle agreed that this was one very cute baby. I guess they have to say that though, I mean you wouldn’t tell a pregnant mum that her baby is ugly before it’s even born.

After about 10 minutes of 3D scanning, the session came to an end and I was thanked several times, given my photos to take home, and handed some tissue to wipe the sticky gel off my tummy. What an amazing experience, I thought, and couldn’t wait to go home and show Tom, Andrew and Granny the pictures. I was also looking forward to doing it all again the next day.

A bit shy, looking down to the left, hand in front of face

Scan 2

I don’t think it would have been possible to beat the enjoyment of the first training scan, so I wasn’t bothered that the second one didn’t quite have the same ‘wow’ factor. This time I was in a cubicle with just three people – two midwives who were training to become midwife sonographers, and one midwife sonographer doing the training. I had thought it was doctor training, but it made no difference to me who they were, I just got to see baby again. Interestingly I met a male midwife for the first time; I knew they existed in small numbers, but it was nice to actually meet one in person.

Today’s trainer obviously had a very different approach to teaching compared to the trainer the day before. She was much more hands on, literally, as she was quick to grab their hand on the probe and move it how she wanted them to, whereas the consultant had done much more verbal explaining, with the odd occasion of doing it for them by directing the probe himself. She was also very talkative, and engaged more with me (than the consultant had) as well as with the trainees, who were very quiet and kept their eyes on the screen for most of it. I’m not sure whether they were just concentrating, or trying to avoid interacting with her too much, as she was very enthusiastic and keen to show them everything she knew about what they were doing. It was hilarious, being a kind of fly on the wall (OK, not quite such an inconspicuous one!) witnessing this interaction between a slightly eccentric, but eccentric in a lovely way, trainer and her trainees.

So this is baby's head on the left (the skull bone of the forehead is showing bright white), and the blob at the top right is the arm and hand near the mouth, just as in the 3D photos. In fact if you imagine looking down on this picture from the top, that's what the 3D scan was picking up.

Of course I made the mistake of warning them that I had felt a bit lightheaded towards the end of yesterday’s scan. This provoked a reaction from the trainer of constantly asking me if I was OK and turning me onto my side frequently, and also praising me several times for giving so much of my time by coming twice and repeating how grateful they all were. She said it was good for them to learn to scan a woman on her side, so I shouldn’t worry. I wasn’t worried, it wasn’t that bad, but I let this slip before I’d had chance to experience her personality.

The trainees basically did the same measurements as the ones the day before had done, so by the end I felt like I could have a good shot at measuring if I’d been given the chance (no not really, it looks incredibly difficult to scan!) Again there was lots of wriggling, but the trainer was keen to point out that this was a good experience for them. This time baby was in breech position, which helped to explain all that wriggling the evening before. I think this baby must turn around all the time, and I just hope he/she gets in to the head down position and stays there before it gets too tight on space in there.

There was no 3D scan on offer at the end this time, but the hilarity of the printer breaking down kind of made up for it! I tried to explain that it really didn’t matter if they couldn’t give me pictures today because I’d had such good ones yesterday, but the trainer, as you might have guessed, was not having this as an option. She pressed the print button several times, 11 in fact (that’s how many photos eventually spurted out when it was fixed), and fiddled about trying to get it to work, whilst making lots of noise about this technology failure, complaining that this machine wasn’t as good as the one she normally uses, and generally making a big fuss. She figured out that she could save them onto the hard-disk, and insisted that the administrator would sent them to me. But just in the nick of time, before I was about to be brave and try and leave, a technician arrived and sorted it all out using the reset button. Again I got a flood of thanks, and of course apologies for the hardware failure, and at last was on my way back to the office.

I thought I should include some of the 2D photos too in this post, given the faff of the printer failure - I feel I owe it to the midwife sonographer who was desperate that I had them!

So here we are at the end of week 24….

…and as you can see, it’s been an exciting week of seeing baby. This should be the last time we’ll see baby before he/she is born, unless there are any complications that require more scans. I’ve tried showing Andrew the 3D pictures and explaining that the baby in the picture is inside my tummy (pointing to tummy), but he looks at me as if to say ‘are you crazy Mummy?’ He’s still too young to understand, and we’re hoping that this will be a good thing when baby is born, that he’ll just accept that this is what has happened without being old enough to think about it too much.

Outside the bump - not such an interesting view as inside!

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4 thoughts on “Pregnancy diary: week 24 – BOGOF on scans (except I didn’t pay a thing)”

  1. WOW!! You are so lucky!! I would totally do the same if they were asking for volunteers here to help people learn how to scan! (Having been the student nurse myself am like you a big believer in helping out!) Sounds like both scans were amazing – and how cool to get a freeby 3D scan! We are talking about talking B Lloyd to a 3D scan with us as she is desperate to see the baby in my tummy. Your 3D pictures look amazing, and how cute is he/she with their hand up by their face? XXX

    1. I know, I felt very lucky to get the 3D scan for free. I’m sure there are loads of people who would do this, but it’s sometimes so hard to find them (which is why, I presume, I was asked if I could do 2 slots). It’s a shame you don’t live nearer here and you could have done it too! The 3D scan in real time was absolutely amazing, like a real video of baby moving. Felt slightly weird to begin with. I’d say it would be a great thing to take B to, she’d really get a good idea of what baby is like in there 🙂 xx

  2. I loved my 3D scan. I saw my daughter yawning! Unlike with the normal scans I could understand exactly what we were looking at. My other half didn’t like it though, he said she looked like she was made out of plasticine

    1. wow, yawning, that’s amazing to see that! Yes I sometimes struggle to see what I’m looking at in the 2D scans. I wasn’t sure at first about the 3D, it was a bit odd, and I can relate to the plasticine thing, but then I got used to it.

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