My husband has sandy brown hair and is fair with hazel-green (gorgeous) eyes. He is darker than me but only because he spends way more time in the sun. He has strands of red in his beard - some of the hairs look like copper filament growing out of him, they are so bright red! His paternal aunt was a redhead and a twin (her fraternal twin sister died in infancy) so gingers and twins run on his side.
As for me - I have a fair mother and a dark (part American [name]Indian[/name]) father. But I am even lighter than my mom. I am milk-pale with dark blonde to light brown hair. ([name]Haven[/name]'t seem my natural color in a while. Thanks, henna!) My eyes are blue-green.
I see our baby with blue-green or green eyes, and blonde, strawberry blonde or red hair, darkening to light brown later if it’s blonde. I don’t see how s/he won’t be fair-skinned. But probably darker than me considering my husband will drag him or her outside all the time. His hair is stick straight, mine is curly, so that’s a toss-up. He is average height, I am slightly above average, so I figure average or just above.
I have fraternal twin brothers and I’m on Clomid, so I suppose multiples are a possibility too. Twins are very fun. Definitely a bit more dangerous and way more work, but what a pay-off. 
I have a widow’s peak and some freckles. I have huge slightly almond-shaped eyes, his have Asiatic folds. He had an overbite corrected with braces, I have really pointed canine teeth. There’s just no telling. I hope s/he gets all the good stuff and very little of the bad.
We both are muscular with very strong legs. Both of us are Scots-Irish mutts with a lot of other stuff thrown in. Rebellious in our youth, voracious readers, stubborn, opinionated, a bit weird. We’re in for it. 
As for gender, my mom had 3 boys and 1 girl. My dad had 2 girls and one boy. My younger brother has one girl and they miscarried one girl. It’s tough to say. I have a feeling that my first will be a boy. I’ve always had that feeling but I don’t know why. And honestly I’d adore to have one (or preferably two!) of each, but at this point one healthy baby of either gender seems like such a beautiful and magical thing that asking for more than one is like asking for two doors into Heaven. Just the one for now, LOL.