Wow! The holidays made the days go by so fast! Now I feel time slowing down and everything with it (except for my weight gain!). Little Guy is doing well. Heartbeat is good and at the last visit, I measured 35 weeks. There are so many things I want to get done before he comes but am too tired to do any of it. Isn’t that the way it always goes? Being pregnant or not? A list a mile long and no motivation to do it. Maybe I’ll start to get the nesting instinct soon and I will get everything done. Here’s to wishful thinking, right?