Recognizable

Today I had another ultrasound. Because they're monitoring me to make sure I don't get gestational diabetes (which is looking very good, by the way), they also have to monitor the baby to make sure she doesn't get too big. Apparently when the mother has gestational diabetes (or close, like me), the baby absorbs a lot of fat and sugar and carbs and gets quite large. This is dangerous for the mother because it means a harder labour (or a C-section), though it isn't life-threatening at all for the baby.

On the screen in this picture you can see Little Miss's face, with her hands tucked up under her chin. Yes, really. I promise. It was awesome this time because last time we had an ultrasound (early March), the technician would say, "Oh, there's her nose..." and we'd nod and say, "Okay, if you say so, cuz you know what you're doing!" But this time I saw the face and KNEW it was the face before she said anything. Little Miss looks like a human now! Well...mostly.

And where was Jason during all of this? Watching in fascination, just like me...with brow raised in apparent surprise. I just love this picture. (Thanks, Ruth!)