You know the next most annoying thing to people telling you whether you’re having a boy or girl?

is people telling you:
– who your 10 day old baby looks like (hear this! our 10 day old baby looks a) like a 10 day old baby and b) like Jasper)
– how tall your baby will be
– what colour eyes they will have (don’t even get me started on the medical impossibility it is to hypothesise on this…)
– that your baby is a ‘good’ baby. Sure, by this point Felix would only sleep for a maximum of 45minutes and his favourite hobby was screaming, but the notion of good and bad being attributed to a baby makes me really quite cranky.