The lamp is burning low upon my tabletop,
The snow is softly falling.
The air is still within the silence of my room,
I hear your voice softly calling.
If I could only have you near,
To breathe a sigh or two,
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love,
On this winter's night with you.

First visit to the midwife went fine. Baby is a little wriggler and has a good heartbeat- even though I couldn't hear a thing except for my own heart going whoosh whoosh whoosh! Gender scan on the fifteenth of January- can't wait!

Am wishing I felt a little more positive about baby- at the moment it seems to be taking over my entire body and I can't do anything without first thinking of baby. I wish I could transplant it just for a day, and be free.

I think once we see the scan and start buying things for baby, everything will be better. It all just seems very abstract at the moment.