Lying back on a hospital bed, the sonographer squeezed jelly onto my tummy and I flinched.
‘I’m so excited,’ I said to my boyfriend Hayden, 20, taking his hand.
‘Me, too,’ he grinned.
Starting intently at the screen, a blurry figure started to materialise.
‘That’s your baby,’ the sonographer smiled.
Squeezing Hayden’s hand, I thought my heart would burst.
We’d only been together for six months, after we met when working at the funfair.
Manning the waltzers, our eyes locked as he operated the bumper cars.
We were young and it was fast, but we knew what we wanted – and when I fell pregnant, we were so happy.
And at our first scan, seeing our baby on the screen, I felt a sense of overwhelming joy.
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