Title - Monologue to sell gender scans Tags - sapstory genderscan
I was skeptical about private gender scans.
This was my 3rd child.
With our first two, we waited for our 20-week NHS scan.
So this time, John said “let’s just do the same again.”
“Ok”, I replied.
And that was that. Or so I thought.
Over the next few days, I recalled our most recent 20-week scan.
On one hand, it was a big relief to know our baby was still healthy. I was also grateful to find out the sex at the same time. Yet on the other hand, I remembered, it was a little underwhelming.
“Do you want to know the gender?” the sonographer asked me.
“Yes, I think so” came our reply.
“Ok… you’re having a boy” she announced.
That was the gender reveal.
Nothing wrong with it… we got what we wanted.
We knew it wouldn’t be a magical experience. And we knew we could make it more special with a private scan and a planned reveal if we wanted to.
At the time, though, it just seemed like a waste of money.
After all, we could find out the gender for free at our NHS scan.
This time, though, something didn’t sit right.
“I mean, this is going to be our last baby!” I kept thinking.
“I want to experience everything while I still can.”
It’s now or never.
So I shared my feelings with John and, to my surprise, he agreed.
“Ok, it’s our last baby, let’s do it” was his response.
So that’s what we did.
We booked a private gender scan with Maria at Sneak-A-Peek.
And oh… my… GOD!