my day-to-day life largely unchanged. 2011 was a singularly grueling year, and having seen the back of it, I'm not feeling reflective. This probably won't last -- I have the tiresome ability to come over all contemplative at the sight of a discarded gum wrapper, after all -- but if all I can do at the moment, or all I want to do at the moment, is look fixedly ahead, so be it. I'm sure this reflects poorly upon me in some way, but ah well. I don't care enough to forego posting about the things I DO want to post about, at least not anymore. Right now, I am about 16 weeks pregnant, and three days ago the baby looked like this: I've been convinced for a long time now -- based upon absolutely nothing at all, mind -- that this baby is a girl, and at Saturday's ultrasound the tech was 80ish% sure I am right. (With the twins, they said at 17 weeks that Ames was definitely a boy and Simone was very-likely-but-let's-check-again-next-t\\... a girl, so maybe it is harder to be certain with girls?) I had no preference at all -- boy, girl, some new model entirely -- but it has become increasingly hard not to think of the baby by its name (or what stands an 80ish% chance of being its name) and so if it is a boy I suppose I will owe it an apology. This past week was the 4th anniversary of