DH's grandmother has never been wrong at guessing gender. Back in August (right after I took the trigger) she told us I would get pregnant and we were having a girl. Either way is fine with us, after waiting this long I am not one to be picky.
Tonight DH called his grandma to wish her a happy 85th bday. She is getting older and forgetting things, but she asked how I was doing with the pregnancy and when we are due. She then told DH that we are having a boy. LOL, we were 100% positive (from her earlier prediction) that we were having a girl, now? Not so much. Funny as DH and I were just talking about how different this time is, how much I haven't gained, how it is pretty much all in the front, and how I am not craving the sweets like I was with DD.
Eh, no matter what we will be prepared and jump for joy for whichever gender we are blessed with. This little one is a true miracle and to think that we are where we are now, it just takes my breath away.