Answer:
Nothing annoys me more than people claiming they have a "sense" about an unborn child's gender. Like the heavens opened their mystical powers and bestowed upon them a completely worthless gift.
My mother claims to have this gift. She correctly predicted the gender of my daughter, but this time around claims that the divine force field is a little fuzzy. My darling sister-in-law also claims this gift and she was right about Ellis too. She also guessed the birth date, weight and baby name and was scarily close on all of those. This time around, she is casting her lots for another girl. Also, when I was pregnant with Ellis a woman accosted me in the grocery store and told me she had "a gift" and claimed I was having a boy. I think the only gift she had was being creepy. But all in all, if we are being realistic, each time you guess a child's gender you have a 50/50 chance of being correct, which means, it's easy to be right.
And me? What do I think? I have no idea. Any inkling I have usually means I want bacon. And what gender do I want? Well, I want a brunette. I'm sick of being surrounded by blondes. So, I figured I'd try out some of those old wives tales about pregnancy to see if I can divine the gender of this child.
Explanation:
I tried
