I am still here, and am still alive. It just seems that sometimes there's really nothing noteworthy to report.
I'm still pregnant - I'm having a cesarean on April 7th - just a little over two weeks away. We still don't have a name for this poor boy, though Reed keeps suggesting naming him Mater. I guess we've watched Cars too many times. My doctor has cut my work schedule back to half-days, which is wonderful because I'm so exhausted all the time. Most days I'm working mornings, but there are a few days where scheduling issues make working 10-3 easier.
Spring is getting here, slowly but surely. Windows were opened today, and that was a nice feeling. Love having fresh air in the house.