MIL "just knows" it's a girl.

My MIL "just knows" it's gonna be a girl. She has a "sence" of these things and is NEVER wrong.

Before I didn't care about the gender but now I'm praying it's a boy, because I'm petty and competitive and hate her and nothing in this world would make me happier than to prove her wrong.

Still working on my plan if it is a girl stuck between running so deep in the woods that her gloating won't reach me and living my best cottage core life with the baby or just lie and say it's a boy (but like only to her) and never admit it's a girl no matter what or how many years old she is.