I was told that to get a boy you should have more sugar and fat in your diet than if you want a girl, but I eat tons of chocolate and still got 2 girls so probably not true. I have also been told that if you want a girl you need to have sex before you ovulate as girl sperm last longer than boy sperm, but if you want a boy then you should have sex as you are ovulating because boy sperm are quicker than girl sperm. Not sure I believe that either.

I personally wouldn't do anything to try and influence what sex my babies are, but dp was adament that he only wanted girls, so maybe it's a good thing we've got 2 of them. He said if it was a boy it was going back

I don;t think I'd choose the gender if it was an option.  I quite like the element of surprise!  alothough, with three weeks of pregnancy left I'm dying to know what i'm having!  I alreay have a little boy and before I was pregnant with no 2 I thought i'd be heart set on a girl, but then I got to thinking that two little boys would maybe play more together, and if I got a girl then it's be nice to have one of each.  win win!  I;ve heard lots of theories on how to predict gender / determine gender, most sound nonsense!

Whatever child you're blessed with is the right gender.

 I've read that if you dtd prior to oving and get pregnant, it'll be a boy, whereas if you dtd after oving and get pregnant then it'll be a girl. Which certainly corresponds with what happened to us!

jubileebabe:

Did anyone see the documentary on Channel 4 (was more than a year ago now) where couples were undergoing PGD to conceive girls? One woman with four sons said the "pain" of not having a daughter was the same as that of a woman who couldn't have children. Shocking.

Very glad I didn't see that - would have set me into a tailspin for weeks to be honest. Then again, I've never understood this whole desperately wanting a girl to be a mini-me (poor thing if they end up being a mini ME) thing - if I'm honest, I'd have been more confident dealing with a little boy (I can do willies, worms and football... barbies, pink plastic and teenage angst I'm not as sure about) - but that's to do with a whole lot of emotional baggage surrounding some very fraught mother-daugher relationships within my family and knowing now this one's probably a girl - I'm happy with that... but to be honest I'd have been sobbing with relief for a full set of bodily parts and a heartbeat of any variety at the 20 week scan (and was)!

Ange_mmm:

see on facebook or what not people going for 20 week scan and saying 'Off to fine out if baby is a boy or girl'. That isn't the purpose of the scan you know! Grr.

I actually get quite annoyed with the number of people who've given me flack for asking at the scan (was after all was confirmed ok, when she was trying to measure leg length etc and poking around that general area that I asked "just out of curiosity, I know it's not what we're all here for, but can you see what's between its legs"). I had reasons I wanted to know - ranging from the hideously practical - someone had offered me a load of hand-me-down girls clothes, someone else had offered me a load of hand-me-down boys clothes... to emotional ones people probably don't fully understand - the hardest bit I've had dealing with the miscarriages was not knowing if it was a boy or a girl that was lost, I wanted to at least be able to dignify this one with a gender if the worst happened... yet I've had do-gooder after do-gooder feign moral outrage that I dared to "ruin the surprise" - when it was none of their business really! My cousin (who likes to ride the I'm a perfect mummy bow down before my uterus train for all its worth anyway) really really laid into me... but she also told me I was a lousy mum-to-be for not sitting there on a night reading Jackie Collins and Twilight to my bump as well (I consider NOT doing that to be an act of compassion)!

And the last thing I was thinking going into that scan was "oooh boy or girl" - I'd spent about a good fortnight working myself into a frenzy about birth defects, about not seeing a heartbeat etc etc... focusing on the possibility I might find out whether it was a boy or a girl was about the only thing that kept me sane with the worrying!