Our bathtub is not big enough to cover my belly, so baths do nothing.
I tried taking ds swimming a few weeks ago and he refused to get into the pool (He's a bit of a slow adaptor), because we hadn't been there since last spring and it wasn't a familliar place anymore. I should go again now that he's over his cold. It did feel nice for me to sit in the water while he stood on the little platform in the middle of the water talking about the giant ceramic frog that was next to him.

. Maybe baby #2 will be a little less eccentric.
Anyway, yes, I am totally there. I keep thinking "oh, since its warmer this week I should get a sled and take Andrew out for a walk." Then I think about how long this would be fun on the uneven snow, with him trying to climb out of the sled and my back starting to ache from pulling him and the weight of my belly, and then me running into a patch of ice and slipping . . . . sigh.
Only a few more months, ladies! Then we'll just be toting the babes around in slings . . . um, exactly where they are right now, on our bellies. But at least you can pass them off.