50:50

Today we went for Fizz's first scan. Before we went, the main "concern" was whether it's twins (both Dave and I had had dreams involving twins), but that all now pales into significance when we're thinking about survival.

It all started well - one little baby with a little heat beating away. But then the radiographer detected a problem - an cystic area at the back of the head, outside the skull. Discussions with a consultant followed, in which we were given to horrible news that Fizz has only a 50:50 chance of survival. Basically, this area of "nucal traslucency" could be an indication of a chromosomal abnormaility such as Downs Sydrome or a structural abnormality of the heart, and at the moment all we can do is wait. We've been told I could miscarry at any time, or that the little heart could stop beating without us knowing. We can only hope and pray.

We're booked for another scan at 16weeks, when they may be able to detect if there are any heart defects (but they may not show themselves until the 20weeks scan), but until then we just have to take things one day at a time.