A moment that changed me: I was wary of men – then I found out I was having a baby boy

‘When I imagined myself with a boy, I drew a blank’ … Imogen Crimp with her son. Photograph: Courtesy of Imogen Crimp

At the 20-week ultrasound, because of the baby’s position, my partner and I didn’t get any proper pictures to take home. Instead, the sonographer printed us a shot of the genitals. So, there it was, in black and white: I was having a boy.

Growing up, boys were a slightly alien concept. Our household was female-heavy – a mum, two sisters, a dad with no interest in conventional “boy stuff”. We did have two male cats, neutered, extremely fluffy and ironically named Mr White and Mr Orange by my dad (“Reservoir Cats”).