My name is Kim... and I am in full-blown, OCD, crazed nesting mode.
I do remember this happening to some extent when I was pregnant with Jake, but this time around it has taken on a whole new level of crazy! Take today for example... let's see... today (aside from working from home and taking care of Jake) I cleaned all of the kitchen appliances and then wiped down the washer and drier which reside in our creepy basement. Our front porch also got a nice little sweeping and clearing of some cobwebs and then I added "deck paint" to my shopping list so that I can do a fresh coat on the railings tomorrow. Speaking of paint, there has been a patched portion of a wall upstairs that has been driving me nuts for some time, so today I finally sanded it down and put a coat of paint over it. Hmmm... what else? Oh yeah, I started cleaning all of the downstairs windows, but that is still a work in progress. I can thank my friend Chelsea for that since she mentioned that she likes nothing more than sparkling windows. Until that comment I had probably never noticed dirty windows. Thanks, friend... now that's all I can see! Then I decided to Murphy Oil our kitchen cabinets. But why stop there? If you have ever been to this old house or have seen pictures, you would know that it is covered in wood. IN. EVERY. ROOM. We're talking window frames, baseboards, cabinetry, and intricate woodwork in every doorway. So yeah, what did I do? I oiled all of it! My back may not forgive me for that one. But now that I had shiny wood, shouldn't I have floors to match? Which brings me to ten o'clock at night when I started sweeping and mopping the floors. Can we say psycho? Someone just needs to tell me to go to bed already!
I guess the good news is that if our house shows again any time soon, it should sparkle like the Emerald City. Part of me wondered if this behavior was due to the helpless feeling that comes when your house is on the market, but then I look back at the past three weeks when I haven't been at my own home and really do blame it on the nesting. My sister, Angie, is a bit overwhelmed at the level of psycho-organization that has been going on with me as her houseguest. Our big project was cleaning out the playroom, painting it, and organizing the closet, but the rest of her house is getting small changes as well. I even dusted the other day! When is the last time I dusted? And it wasn't even my own house?I just hope that this is not a reflection of my sweet baby Lilly's personality. I am a mom who appreciates tidiness, but I don't think I need to give birth to Monica Gellar. One in our household is enough.
Other than that, I guess I haven't given a bump update in awhile, so while I'm thinking about it, here are my confessions from 26 weeks:
- Nesting is my middle name. I guess you've gathered that by now.
- I am not proud to say that I have gained almost as much weight as I did in my total pregnancy with Jake. There have been three occasions now when someone finds out I'm due in September (and I fail to tell them that it's actually late September... or October 2nd if you want to get all technical) and they gasp in shock. Two of them actually told me that they thought I was due in the next few weeks.
- Based on the above, I am trying to walk more and eat less crap. When you're moving though and temporarily living in a household with two growing boys, it's impossible to get away from it.
- Speaking of food, I do crave fruit a lot and am loving Mexican food this time around, which is funny since I despised it with Jake! I'm also liking popsicles and thankfully Minute Maid makes them without sticks. Random fact #264 about Kim: she hates food on wooden sticks. Just the thought of it makes my teeth hurt. But my biggest (and worst) craving? Coke. Oh yes, there is nothing like a Coke, especially one from a fountain and a bonus if it's of the cherry variety. I try to stay away but it calls to me. Ready or not, Lilly might just be a ten-pounder!
- Overall I feel really good. Lifting and carrying Jake around is getting a bit tiring, but it's probably because our little beefcake is a whopping 27 pounds and 11 ounces! He had an appointment the other day and I was quite impressed with that stat! He's in such a lovey phase though, so I take advantage of the cuddles. He doesn't seem to mind the belly much but has recently discovered and taken an interest in my belly button. He will lift my shirt, poke it, and then cover it up again. It's pretty funny.
- My biggest surprise has been that Lilly is quite a mover! I didn't feel Jake until about 22 weeks and I felt her little bumps at around 18. And then even crazier, I could see her move starting at about 21 weeks! Josh saw it, too, and now several other people have seen her roll across my belly! If you want to feel her kick you're guaranteed a show around 3:00 each afternoon and lots of movement before bedtime. I love it, but wonder how bruised I'm going to be when she's more than just two pounds! Ouch!
I have no belly photo to post today, but perhaps tomorrow I'll take one and add it to this post. Nobody needs to see the mess that I am after all the cleaning I've been doing! But for now, I'm going to take my own advice and get my booty to bed... after I fold the laundry and clean the bathroom of course. Kidding! Yeah, I'm not convinced either. So belly pictures to come... goodnight for now!