Boy or girl - part 2

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.

Boy or girl - part 1

I got into work this morning and Michelle, an administrator who works in the next office to me, asked how Erin was. When I told her all was well and she hadn't had any morning sickness at all she instantly turned to me and said 'it's going to be a boy'.

No hesitation. It's amazing how people know, or think they do, isn't it?

Helpful advice

Last week I read an article in a pregnancy magazine about how you should read up and ask experts, like doctors and midwives, about pregnancy rather than take what relatives and friends say, no matter what their experience is.

Still, that doesn't stop them.

We went to a lovely wedding this weekend at the utterly splendid setting of Doldowlod Hall near Llandrindod Wells. For American readers the hall is where you would think a typical English period drama is set and for the English, it's a bloody posh place.

Well, during the course of events we chatted with various people about Erin being pregnant. One of our friends has just had a baby - very cute with short blond hair and big blue eyes - and she said she had two words of advice: 'Primark and freecycle.com.'

We'll definitely bare both in mind.

Then we sat around talking to another friend who didn't realise Erin was pregnant until I mentioned that I'm not usually a gadget person but all the energy I do have for that type of boy-toy is being spent in search of the perfect stroller/pram at the moment. She looked at another friend who nodded at her and she said: 'Oh, Erin you're pregnant, I thought you were looking more buxom up top. I just thought you had had a boob job.'

Yep, she did say that.

But it was said in a rather charming Irish accent so got away with. Later, because of her, we ended up talking about male lactation and dressing up as bunnies. She gets away with a lot with that accent.

There wasn't too much more said about the pregnancy apart from someone who we've met once before, but don't know very well telling Erin that the more calm you are during the pregnancy the more calm the baby will be as a child. Erin looked at me and me at her. Then I had to go and DJ making sure there was only calm music being played rather than the death metal I'd planned.

Here are some photos of Adam and Racheal's day.