Smearing cold jelly over my tummy, the sonographer smiled. ‘So, do you have any names yet?’ she asked.
It was October last year, and I was five months pregnant.
It had come as a complete surprise, but my boyfriend Will, 21, and I were so excited.
We were both young, but we knew this was what we wanted.
And now, at my 20-week scan, we were desperate to know if our baby was healthy.
‘I like Jamie,’ I said.
‘Is that for a boy or a girl?’ the sonographer asked.
‘Both,’ I smiled. ‘I think it works either way.’
A few weeks later, my mum Jo, 42, had a surprise for us.
It was Halloween, and she’d come over to ours with a pumpkin - carved open at the top…
