An Omen?

I received a private scanning leaflet in the post today. It's probably because I'm so tired and exhausted after my Lewisham hospital adventure, but it feels like an omen, like we're not going to be able to find out the gender on Monday.

I'm so excited about Monday. To me, it's so important to find out the gender. As for the surprise aspect, I figure it'll be as much a surprise tomorrow as it would on labour day. Plus, labour day is going to be so tiring and emotional, I just feel already having a concrete concept of the baby's identity will help with the inevtitable shock of meeting a brand new life. Knowing I'm about to meet Dylan or Seren to me is an easier concept than meeting 'baby'.

Plus I can start stocking up on the occasional pink and blue items. I'm mainly going to go for cool, brightly coloured clothes I think. Hopefully they won't go as wishy-washy in the wash as pastels can, plus baby's gotta look cool and funky!

Anyway, I hope my sleepy brain is just being paranoid and baby Davis gives us a nice open leg shot at 4pm tomorrow! Of course, it goes without saying, as long as its healthy, it doesn't matter if it's a girls or boy.... but I REALLY want to know!