I've been hassling Lu to get to the doctors. She has got an appointment booked in for Tuesday to see the GP. She also has an appointment with the midwife the Tuesday after.

We've agreed that I will tell my boss in the coming week because she is really nervous about going to see the midwife for the first time (a huge book to fill out, lots of questions etc.). I'm hoping that if I tell him he will be good enough to give me some time off work to go with her. I have an hours lunch but I don't want to be late back without an excuse.

It's all quite surreal still at the moment, supposedly the baby is the size of an apple pip at this stage. Lucie feels a bit funny or achy sometimes but other than that you wouldn't guess she had a new life growing inside of her.

In a bizarre wish, Lucie actually wants to feel ill. She read somewhere that feeling ill is good as it means that you have more of the hormones bouncing around your body, which in turn means that there is less chance of a miscarriage. I'm attempting to banish that thought from my head.

I've just read that supposedly the embryo has a fully functioning placenta and umbilical cord at this stage. Like I said, surreal.

I could tell that a few things were troubling Lucie and I knew what it was - telling her mother. So I grabbed the phone and gave it to her, telling her to get it over and done with. I only heard one end of the conversation, but I think that her mother had a mixture of shock, uncertainty, confusion and maybe a small amount of happiness. I think over time she'll get used to it. She did tell Lucie that she was too young, but I pointed out that you can be a great mother at 16 and a crap one at 30.

I was also going to tell my mum but she was out, I left a message for her to ring me back but she hasn't, so I'll tell her tomorrow. I know that her reaction will be different to Lucie's mum's.

I've also had my first bouts of panic. It hit me like a train all at once in a huge wave earlier tonight. Lucie was looking at maternity clothes and then buggies. Suddenly my brain went into overdrive. We have to pay for this. Clothes, pushchairs, car seats. God, I'm going to need a car, we can't drive a newborn and Lucie around in my coupe. How on earth am I going to sell my car? What can I afford? We wanted to really try and buy a house in the next 12 months, how is that going to happen now?

I'm sure that I will have many more bouts of that to come.