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Baby is a Boy. We were told this morning. Almost a 100% certain. Well, Pablo is sure because he got to watch the screen for a longer time. And he saw it.

Baby was sound asleep all along and, no matter how much the nurse tossed my tummy, he insisted on sticking to his 10 am wake up call. I was sent to the coffee machine and was told to drink hot chocolate to see if we could get some sugar to spice him up. Doctor's sweet orders. It worked. Crazy little babe.

Our Baby Boy Liam is on his way to his first spring. I can't stop smiling. I feel like singing Springsteen's Pony Boy. I'm actually humming it to him as i type. Crazy mum.