Boy, girl or chicken?
When it came to finding out the gender of our baby, luckily both TSH and myself were on the same page; we wanted a surprise. We didn’t find out with our first and we are not finding out with #2. We are firmly on team green and we love it.
These days, you end up knowing so much about your baby before it’s even been born. By the time Bubba made her long-awaited arrival, we’d had 7 ultrasounds! This was mainly due to us being special needs in the fertility department and then whack on some concern about Braxton Hicks and going over our date and voila, we’d had a peak 7 times and knew everything about her, apart from her gender. For us it certainly made the delivery much more exciting, and when I say exciting I mean it was a nice reward after fuck loads of pain.
We’ve got lists of boy names and girl names and they will all be coming to hospital with us. The nursery is green. The baby clothes are white. It’s all very exciting and since we have been together nearly 10 years, so the best thing is that it gives up something to talk about.
There are many very scientific methods of gender prediction, mainly based on old wives tales and all of which have been proven to be 100% correct. And considering I’m an old wife, I totally love thinking about it. Take a look at these hard facts below and then decide for yourselves, are we having a boy or girl? or given my recent bout with the pox, will it be a chicken?
What’s your professional opinion? Girl or boy? Did you find out or were you on team green?