First things first, we’re having a boy this time. We’re thrilled. Mark and I would have been just as thrilled if the baby turned out to be a girl, but everybody else is excited for us to have a boy. Those who predicted a boy will be sure to claim credit for being right. People are so funny. They guess the baby’s gender on a wide variety of really silly things. It’s because I’m uglier/prettier, the shape of my belly is such, I have a craving for such and such food… Anyway, it’s time to haul out the baby things. Gah, I dread going though the boxes again. I really should get some Printed Tape to pack our storage boxes with since I never know which boxes are ours, my folks’, my uncle’s… Marguerite was arguing at first that it should be a baby sister for her, but she got over that quickly. Like I said, she doesn’t really have a firm stand on the matter. We do have to prep her for this baby. She’s been an only child for 5 years. It will take a lot of getting used to. At the moment, the baby is still in a breech position and it’s on the big side. I want a natural birth, so these things slightly weigh (very slightly – I still have months to go) on my mind. I will start looking through baby name books again, and maybe get some natural dye for all those pink baby clothes.