Shopaholic & Baby [antikvár]

ONEOK. Don't panic. Everything's going to be fine. Of course it is.Of course it is.'If you could lift up your top, Mrs Brandon?' The sonographer has a pleasant, professional air as she looks down at me. 'I need to apply some jelly to your abdomen before we start the scan.''Absolutely!' I say without moving a muscle. 'The thing is, I'm just a teeny bit nervous.'I'm lying on a bed at the Chelsea and Westminster hospital, tensed up with anticipation. Any minute now, Luke and I will see our baby on the screen for the first time since it was just a teeny blob. I still can't quite believe it. In fact, I still haven't quite got over the fact that I'm pregnant. In nineteen weeks' time, I, Becky Brandon, née Bloomwood am going to be a mother. A mother !Luke's my husband, by the way. We've been married for just over a year and this is a one hundred per cent genuine, honeymoon baby! We travelled loads on our honeymoon, but I've pretty much worked out that the baby was conceived when we were staying in this gorgeous resort in Sri Lanka called Unawatuna, all orchids and bamboo trees and beautiful views.Unawatuna Brandon.13