Place your bets...

The race to predict the sex of the baby is hotting up nicely. Mum's friend Psychic Carol has 'seen' a blue tadpole in one of her visions, the Turkish woman at our corner shop proclaimed it was definitely a boy and Carly, in a moment of drunken clarity said that she could 'feel' that it was male (although I think she just needed a wee). Firmly sat on the other side of the fence is my Client Services Director who said I've 'grown wide' (nice), and my Mum and Dad, who have been calling 'her' Rose since about week four. Hmmmm....