In your face, Ma!!! 😝😝😜

The great debate my mom and I had was whether or not this baby was a boy. She swore up and down because of my cravings and symptoms, that it was a girl. She was praying that it would be karma for me to have a smart-mouthed girl like I was as a kid. I was convinced, as soon as I found out I was pregnant, that it was a boy. I just "felt" in my bones it was a boy. I was even told randomly by a fortune teller I met in the park that I was going to have a boy (I didn't tell her I was pregnant, she just picked it up). And this morning at my anatomy scan, what do we see? Boy bits!!! Lol