It was so sweet. Ironic coming from Simon, but he had gone out of his way to try and make this gender reveal the best for the both of you - obviously he doesn't know the gender. Your house had been adorned with blue and pink decor, the big cake ready to announce the future of the baby. You sat down on the living room sofa along with Johnny and Simon, with a hand softly resting on your 14 week-old bump. "So, what dus' der' missis think?" Johnny asked, referring to the gender.