The swimming date never happened. Malcolm woke up from his nap and was very adamant about not wanting to go swimming. Next time, I'm not going to tell him where we are going. I have a feeling he'll want to go once he sees the pool.
I haven't been feeling 100% for the past, oh, 4.5 months. This pregnancy is wreaking havoc on my thyroid and we haven't found the right dosage yet. I have my OK days and then I have really bad days where I am too exhausted to eat. It's hard for me to motivate myself to do many activities with Malcolm. We get out at least once a day, but not as often as I'd like.
I really enjoy being productive so it's a downer when I don't have the energy to do much when my list of things I'd like to do is so long.