Erin went on this last night to see whether our baby will be a boy or a girl. She's now, for now anyway, convinced it's going to be a boy.
Oh, and by the way, at the moment we have decided not to find out the sex of the baby until the birth. Erin made the decision in the back of the car as we were driving away from our niece, Sophie's birthday party. Everyone who asks if we're going to find out at the next scan seems to adamantly say 'good' when they hear we won't be - you need a surprise at the end, is their follow up. But when people asked and we thought we were going to find out, they then went on to talk about how we could then design the nursery, which in a one bedrrom flat is difficult, and buy lots of clothes, which we have anyway.
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