the really important things
Yesterday we got some 3D ultrasound images of our daughter’s face.
This one’s my favorite:

I cannot get enough of looking at her. I know full well that these images are approximate 3D renderings of 2D data, and that they’re blurry and ghostly and partial. But she has a face, a real human face, the one she will be born with, if all goes well for the next 16 or so weeks. I am getting heavier, and I have way less stamina than usual. But who cares. It’s funny how these images make me able to focus on her in a way I couldn’t before. She is no longer an abstraction, not at all. She has every organ she needs to and weighs 1 pound 5 ounces. Which made me shudder slightly when I realized how much heavier my belly will get before she’s ready to come out. We don’t yet have a name for her though her in-the-womb name is Faustina - this week.
In other news, the Verizon misery is finally resolved, though it was really extremely miserable. I simply can’t understand why anyone would run a company as if it were a state-owned service organization in an Eastern Bloc country in the 1970s.