I am making my official gender prediction right now, and I feel fairly confident that I am correct.
I am basing this solely off the fact that I am crying because it is 10:53AM and McDonalds stops serving breakfast at 11:00AM, and I really, Really, REALLY want a sausage McMuffin. Then I remembered that sausage McMuffins were my saving grace with Bentley. So now I have to hope the craving lasts so I can get up at 4:00AM tomorrow and go get one (we have to leave here at 6 for the airport).
I was kind of hoping for a girl, but I bet Bentley will be pleased that it's a boy.