Ready to Hatch

“Looks like someone is nesting!”

Ryan’s proclaimation upon entering out home a few days back was nothing short of… true. I am in nesting mode.

Cleaning the toilet with a toothbrush, a toothpick and undiluted bleach now takes precedence over other important instincts, such as breathing, eating, and Grey’s Anatomy.

I organized the walk-in closet the other day. True, rearranging large boxes containing clothing, books and lead is no job for a woman in her ninth month, but Ryan was not home. It HAD to be done that very instant. Besides, no one else could possibly rearrange the closet in precisely the right way. I am the only one. I AM PREGNANT AND IT MUST BE DONE MY WAY… for the baby’s sake, of course.

The main focus of my recent hours has been getting the nursery ready. Since Doug and Kiana will be sharing a room, I’ve had to find common ground with colors. I chose Autumn colors (because Autumn is the best season in the world ever) and denim. My mother-in-law and I have been working on the bedding and I started painting wall hangings for above their beds. I am going to buy some Norman Rockwell prints to top everything off (I will post pictures when everything is ready).

Basically, I am just excited not to be pregnant anymore. And a pleasant byproduct of “not being pregnant anymore” will be a new baby.