When the time came for my week-20 morphology scan, the only thing going through my mind was joyful anticipation. I longed to see my growing baby’s arms stretch out and his tiny legs kick, and to marvel at his crinkly little face.
When the time came for my week-20 morphology scan, the only thing going through my mind was joyful anticipation. I longed to see my growing baby’s arms stretch out and his tiny legs kick, and to marvel at his crinkly little face.