Now taking wagers! Boy or Girl?

So the 7 months of suspense are just about killing me.  What is Baby McEnaney?  Another rugged young boy who will antagonize his older and tough brother?  OR is a girl destined for our home and will grace us with her rugged style and athleticism of her mother?  Overwhelmingly, the verbal guesses are GIRL!  But will the masses be shocked with a boy? 

Mom's Instincts:  In summary...I just don't have a clue!  Lets just give you a few scenarios to consider:

1. Scott and I had a girls name thought up before this baby was conceived.  And to me, it brings tears and happiness to my eyes and a smile to Scott's face.  The first and middle name mean something special to both of us.  With this special name being established before conception, it might have sent a false expectation of what a new baby might be.  To this day, it still makes me smile and jittery with excitement.  I will say that it was Scott's suggestion and I QUICKLY agreed it was perfect.
2. A boys name was thought up...a few months ago upon my suggestion and Scott QUICKLY agreed that it was as equally as special to both of us and both first and middle names are in the family.  It makes me smile and excited to have this person running around.
3. Each week, my mind changes as to what this baby is.  I can't decide.  Upon comparison with Eli's pregnancy....after nine months of waiting to meet him...I would have been shocked if Eli was a girl.  I just new I was going to have a boy.  Something about mom's intuition.
4. The final factor for me in this mystery is that I've said well before my babies came into the picture that I would be surrounded by boy's all my life.  As a young girl in Cumberland, RI, I recall VIVIDLY playing with the family up the street, "The Whites", and my older brother.  I also recall them vividly trying to ditch my butt and go be boys.  Despite the attempted ditching, I appreciate them beyond belief.  They are my older brothers and we've all managed to keep in touch and be each others extended family.  So there is a strong tolerance, acceptance, and appreciation for having boys in my life. 

Dad's Instincts: He is as equally muddled in is prediction of what this baby is going to be.  Predictions vary week to week and I usually have to push him to make a prediction.  Scott is famous for saying to me "I don't speculate."  My response to him...."Go Crazy!  Speculate for me!"

In the end, I don't have a preference either way.  Honestly, I don't.  From a practical point of view, I guess it would be easier to have a boy because we have lots of boy hand me downs.  But, to me...it doesn't really matter.  Navy turtlenecks are a good for a girl or a boy.  My final thought on this mysterious topic is as follows....I'm happy to not know what this baby is.  It is a sweet and delicious mystery of life that joys us regardless.  There is nothing so describable for me, as a mom, than the moment you find out what you had.  It makes labor and delivery all worth it for sure and takes any pain or discomfort away, at least at that moment.

In closing, I'm trying to be patient, but man am I really eager to know what this baby is!  3 months seems like a long time right now.