Tuesday, December 1, 2009

December Photo Project Day 1: Am I Nesting?

I feel like Clark is definitely on his way for one reason. It is not because I am 36 weeks pregnant, it is because I think I'm nesting. Bad. I keep reading and hearing all over the place that as soon as I start feeling like everything in my house has to be super clean, then labor and delivery is not far away. Not only do I want everything to be clean, but I want it flawless, spotless, germ free, washed, folded, washed again, and not so much as a fingerprint to be found in my house. Have I reached that point yet? Heck no. And the reason is because I live with Aaron Rice, who is absolutely not nesting in any way whatsoever. He doesn't think we need to have our hospital bags packed or that we need to get down on our hands and knees with a toothbrush and scrub the tile floor in the kitchen. However, he did acknowledge my nesting instinct by putting together the dresser that is going in Clark's room. And to make it even better, it was a surprise. He started putting it together once I fell asleep, so when I woke up this morning and peeked my head in the nursery (as I do every single day), I saw a beautiful dresser that brings everything together. Now I can go into full time nesting mode, because I have somewhere to put Clark's clothes, blankets, socks, towels, etc. I beelined it to Kroger after work to pick up some baby detergent and when I got home, I started washing his tiny little onesies and crib sheets. I think this is nesting. If not, I'm just being weird.

If I had it my way, by this weekend I would have the base to the car seat installed in both of our vehicles and the car seat would be buckled into one of our vehicles (probably Aaron's truck), I'd have our Christmas tree up and decorated and the trees in the front yard would have lights on them, Jake would have a bath and not have a clump of poop in his hiney anymore, and all of our laundry would be washed, folded, and put away. That is easier said than done when you look like this.

At 36 weeks, things are slightly more inconvenient than usual. My belly bumps into things a lot. I walk like a penguin. My back throbs 23 hours out of the day. I can't bend over without groaning. I am constantly hot and told Aaron that if he turns the heater on in our house one more time he will be moving out. Getting in and out of the car is becoming an art I have yet to master, and trying to put my seatbelt on is just plain comical even to me. This means my "before Clark gets here" checklist is going to be difficult to tackle alone. And the only reason I'm alone in this is because Aaron has final exams that start on Friday, December 4 and end December 16. He might have a few minutes here and there, but not enough minutes to even put a dent in said checklist. But I have a feeling we are going to be okay. At the end of the day, things do not have to be perfect. And they won't be for many reasons, and the main reason is because this is our first go round and we have no idea what's ahead of us. But we'll figure it all out sooner or later, and in the meantime, I'll just keep moaning and groaning as I try to creatively put socks on and Aaron will help when he can. What better time to get my house clean than the next two weeks when he will be hibernating in the library? I'll only have to clean up after myself and Jake. How nice. That is life handing me a lemon and me making lemonade with it.


Aaron said...

I think your Dad deserves props for buying said dresser. But then again, your Mom deserves props for buying the crib, and someone other than us deserves props for buying every baby item he have so far. I'll certainly take the credit for putting it all together though! P.S., feel free to waddle over here and bring me a sandwich. :)

Megan said...

Love it! You're looking so cute! Can't wait to meet baby Clark!

Jimbo and Rach said...

Less than 20 days of bumping into things left hopefully!