Of course, cleaning frenzies (of such fervor that my husband and children steered clear and I worked straight through the dinner I'd cooked for the rest of the family) bring up one thing when you're 9 months pregnant -- nesting. Truthfully, I don't remember nesting before the birth of my first two kids. I was mildly obsessed with making sure my hospital bag was in the trunk and the carseat was properly installed -- but not once did I scrub out the fridge or clean floorboards with a toothbrush in some last ditch effort to get cleaned and organized. But lately, all I can think about is my front hall closet being cluttered, my pantry needing to be organized, my refrigerator shelves needing to be wiped clean, the girls' carseats needing to be shampooed and the baby's room needing to be perfected. Can't stop obsessing.
I don't think 'nesting' is working out so well for me. If I had a nice little 24 hour burst of energy, that'd be great. But, the problem is I have an estimated three weeks left of this pregnancy and if I clean with such gusto as I did tonight, and complete all the projects that now seem so urgent, I'm gonna be awfully tired by the time the baby gets here . . .
Edited to add: I sent the following email to my sisters . . .
Subject: Funnest Girls Night Ever!Think they'll fall for it?
Wanna know what'd be so cool!? If you guys came over on Saturday, and hung out with me and helped me get stuff ready for the baby! You know, like organize his room, sort through the baby toys, clean my pantry, that kinda stuff!!!! Doesn't it sound like a blast!?!?! Who's with me!!! :-)