I fail at nesting

I never had the nesting urge when I was pregnant with Smushy.  It didn’t matter so much because Mr. Silly was home a lot more and I made him do all the nesting for me.  We managed to have everything 100% ready and done before we even found out she was a girl.  It probably helped that I didn’t have a toddler “helping”, so the house stayed clean for more than 5 minutes.

A clean house.  I really miss that.  Anyway.

This time I had one whole day of extreme nesting craziness.  I washed half of the new baby clothes, organized his closet, and started packing my hospital bag.  I was hoping it would last, but now I’m back to Meh.  And I don’t nest in a good, productive way.  All I care about are the baby things.  Floor needs to be swept and there is a pile of dishes in the sink?  Who cares!  Must fold onesies!

Now, that’s not true actually.  The house is getting to me.  I would LOVE to clean it all up and keep it that way.  LOVE!  But physically, this pregnancy is much harder than the last time.  Bending over to pick up toys gets me winded and in pain in less than a minute.  Five minutes of just standing starts the contractions.  Not to mention Smushy’s special kind of “help”.  And when I start thinking about how much longer I have to go, I get so discouraged.  Mr. Silly helps as much as he helps.  Sometimes I think he thinks I’m just being lazy and doesn’t take my limitations seriously.  And I do sorta get that.  I am lazy.  To a point.  I mean, yes, yes I really really am, but even I have my limits.  I just want my house to be clean and stay that way.  And I would gladly do it all if my body would just cooperate.  I should add, I do stuff every day.  The dishes get taken care of, and the laundry never piles up too high.  It’s all the other stuff I have a hard time managing.

So!  A list of crap that needs to be done by me or someone like me before this child is allowed to arrive!

• Clean out the top of the laundry closet to make room for his bathtub
• Wash the rest of his clothes
• Buy a few odds and ends things
• Put baby things together such as the travel crib, bouncer, and swing
• Find a place to put all of those not yet put together baby things
• Makes sure Smushy doesn’t break the not yet put together baby things
• Make sure the cat doesn’t pee in the not yet put together baby things
• Install the infant seat
• Figure out where the heck I put the sheets for the pack-n-play
• Clean the house and keep it that way
• Consider some kinda of bubble suit for Smushy to keep her grubby paws off of everything and her toddler germs to herself so I feel well enough for more than 5 minutes so I can actually manage to get all of the above done.  Check Home Depot.

And there it is.  Minus whatever my pregnant brain has blocked out.  Less than 5 weeks, people.  Which is nestled snugly between forever from now and OMG time to panic!