Friday, May 9, 2008
It's official. I am nesting. Well, maybe more dreaming about nesting than actually nesting. Nesting is the part of pregnancy that I have always loved. It is pure instinct. With each pregnancy as my belly grows larger and larger I have always loved making the preparations for baby. This would include cleaning out every single cabinet, closet and drawer. Because, the new baby is going to look in there. And, it would include washing everything, disinfecting everything, fluffing and puffing everything and all before I can bring out the new, beautiful and very special baby things. I am the Mother who at usually around 25 weeks of pregnancy is standing in line at Target with several packages of those teeny-tiny newborn diapers. And I don't stop there, before I get home I have to open them. And I drive all the way home holding one in my hand. I have to. I can't help it. So it's almost that time again. If any of you readers see a blond, pregnant lady wearing pearls, driving a big SUV, while holding a tiny diaper in her hand, please honk and wave. It's me.
Written by Sibi at 5:31 AM