Nesting- kinda/sorta

So my due date is officially two months from today- August 2nd. Barring a repeat of toxemia, I can hold this baby even longer. We have a bunch of August birthdays in the first two weeks, so I need to pick a day that will belong only to this child. Anyway...

I feel like I should be nesting, but I am still somewhat in denial that I will bring another family member into our spacious home, so I haven't done much (anything) about getting the house ready for the baby. I'm not even sure where we will put the child in the long run. I know he/she will spend a few weeks in the bassinet, so we'll worry about that later. This house was our two-year plan. We will hit five years at the end of the month. Another story for another time...

My version of nesting seems to be more like a mother squirrel hoarding nuts rather than a mother bird feathering her nest for the newest chick. I have been obsessing about weird things- Do we have enough toilet paper in the house to get us through the summer? Do we have enough hair detangler to get us through the summer? After those two necessities, we can get by with whatever else is on hand. I've also been frantically teaching Tim to braid and do other hair-do's that work on each child. He watches and goes "Uhh, ok." He doesn't share my sense of urgency on that one.

I am also pondering preparing a note book of maps and schedules since all three girls will start preschool/school within 1-2 weeks of the baby's birth. We were caught off guard with Lydia's early arrival last time and I hate dumping my life on my helpers without some preparation. Yes, I do worry about strange things, why do you ask?

Since we thought we were done having children after Lydia's birth 3 years ago, we got rid of most things baby. Luckily my sister was using our crib for her baby, so it survived the purge. A kind neighbor lent us a baby car seat. I have a few crib sheets that made the cut since they were on the toddler bed. That's about it. In an effort to be a less-than awful mother, I have been buying a few random things to have on hand for the baby. Today my big purchase was a bottle of baby powder. I know, monumental. Did I mention I'm in denial that the child will come home with us? I feel like my job is to give the baby a physical body, and I'm not convinced what will happen from there. That's a whole other story that I probably won't ever tell...

I did clean the top of the stove quite thoroughly this morning and we deep-cleaned Jenna & Aubrey's room on Saturday. I hope that counts for something. That's nesting, right? Maybe not. I guess that's just housekeeping, but we'll take what we can get!

I have also been neglecting my blog. As you might have noticed (if anyone is still reading this), my thoughts are quite scattered and rambling is a big problem these days. Poor Tim gets sporadic phone calls throughout the day about things that have little relevance to my life and ZERO relevance to his. What a sweet, patient man! What a blessing he is in my life!

Anyway, if you come to my house, please look past the piles of coloring books and crayons. Step around the library books that were dumped out of the bag (hey- points for taking them to the library at all) brush the crumbs off the chair and have a seat. Enjoy a Diet Coke with me and I'm sure I've got some chocolate hiding in a cupboard that the kids can't reach. There's plenty of time for housework and nesting next week.

Maybe I'm not a mother bird or squirrel; maybe I'm the grasshopper thinking that winter will never come...