Monday, April 5, 2010
We spent the weekend up at the cabin with my family for Easter and to celebrate Lila Loos 2nd birthday. Wouldnt you know it - I forgot Brigitte's Easter Basket AND Lilas present. So I spent the weekend being self indulgent with food and sleep like a lazy pregnant fool. I came home yesterday feeling soooo HUGE and full. Its not even worth it to gorge yourself during the final month because food actually makes you feel worse. And the Insomnia. Contractions. HEARTBURN. Its a slow demise into insanity....However, it was a great weekend despite my condition. Typical behavior though, I took no pictures. So until one of my family members uploads something cute for me to steal - there will be no photographic evidence :)
At my Dr Appt on Friday I was dilated to a 1 and got the ol' membranes stripped. Which consequently is a rather painful waste of time...since I am STILL pregnant. Its ok though. This baby has no name, and Im not quite ready for him, reasons to follow.
Up at the cabin I was online perusing ebay, and my mom said Christy what are you doing? And I said shopping - its how I nest! Yes its true. I have no desire to clean out the tub...but boy am I antsy to find myself a 'home from the hospital outfit' to wear :) Ive been searching and searching for a turquoise juicy pant suit that isnt velour or terry. Yes I know, it may never happen. But i have a dream.
The other thing I have stressed about preparing lately is my bed - totally weird. But I HAD to go buy new sheets today and Ill probably HAVE to go buy new pillows tomorrow. It makes my skin crawl to think of coming home with a new baby and sliding into old sheets. This has never been an issue for me - I am not a bed snob. But apparently thats what 'nesting' does - it turns you crazy.
Id also like to have Gabe mop the floors. But this is a total waste of time until my water breaks because as I explained to him - mopping is a vicious cycle. Once you do it you have to keep doing it because every day it gets filthy again. Ironic. And the bane of my existence.
My to do list keeps getting longer and longer. But the name of the game right now is just to stay busy so I dont remember how tired and uncomfortable I am! I cant complain though - soon enough Ill be even more tired and parts of me will be a lot more uncomfortable!!! (However this exhaustion and discomfort will hopefully be taking place in my new comfy bed so as to help me cope!)
My sister in law Mitzi painted all the baseboards in her house as part of her nesting instinct. Im SO glad my husband will never witness me going to those extremes. It would be a terrible precedent to set! Imagine if he knew I could paint! Hed practically turn me into a man with chores around our house! Mitzi is just one of those girls though who can not only muster the energy to do the painting, but also fold in half nine months pregnant in order to reach the baseboards. AND she worked out her ENTIRE pregnancy. crazy.
Did you nest?