Chicken Entrails

I feel like I should consult some form of fortune telling. I mean, I keep having these dreams of baby boys and I am starting to wonder a bit..... Will we really have a son?
I had a dream last night that I was in this place and they had all of these babies and I was walking through and looking at them. It was a bit surreal though, all of the babies were wrapped up in those polar fleece snugglies and hanging up on hangers, the idea was that they were waiting for their families I guess, they were all kind of asleep too. Well, I was walking around and I kept ending up in the "boy's department"- every time I tried to get to the girls to look at them, I would spin and be right back at the boys. There was this one baby I really liked and I took him down to hold him and then Barack Obama came in ( in a gray tweed suit with a dapper yellow scarf) and told me "not right now Mrs. Dillon, you have to leave him here for awhile yet" I said okay, but I did make a complaint that he was cold and I wanted him to be kept warm, then George W. Bush made some sarcastic remark and Barack Obama asked him to leave me alone. Then I left because Mr. President said my baby would be fine. I woke up with the feeling of the soft down of his hair still on my palms where I was rubbing his head (the baby's not Obama's).
So. What do I think? Will we have a boy? I will let you know when we get a referral.
Anyone know a good fortune teller?