nesting and other pertinent questions.

i get a lot of questions nowadays....

q: "is the nursery ready??"
a: there is no nursery, just a guest room/office filled with the baby's clothes/diapers/toys/books. the baby is residing in a co-sleeper next to my side of the bed for at least 6 months and once we have a house (which we hope to begin searching for in earnest this august/september), there will be a nursery.

q: "how are you feeling??"
a: not bad, actually. today i woke up with a backache, but that's fairly rare. my back isn't in the best of shape, by any means, but overall i'm physically doing pretty good i think. not too much to complain about. i mean, of course i'm HUGE...and that presents it's own challenges, but for the most part i feel fine.

q: "have you had the baby yet??"
a: uh, no. but derek and i are both to the point where we find it difficult to concentrate on anything substantial and it seems that mindless tasks are about all we can handle right now.

q: "are you nesting??"
a: if by "you", you mean me, the answer is no. if by "you", you mean derek, the answer is an undeniable yes. the boy is going crazy in this place. this morning, after cleaning the kitchen (which typically involves dealing with all dishes and cleaning countertops) and starting laundry, he proceeded to vaccuum the kitchen floor. i hate to admit it, but this is a bi-annual task around these parts. we have slate floor that doesn't show the dirt and sweeping usually happens when one of us is tired of the bits of cereal and other crumbs that stick to the bottom of our feet. and he didn't just grab the broom and spot sweep, which is usually how said crumbs are dealt with...no, he pulled out the vaccuum, plugged it in, and used the hand tools to clean all the nastiness. the boy is nesting. i wonder if i ever will.

q: "are you ready??"
a: holy cow, yes. and holy cow, never in a million years will i be ready for this one. i'm impatient, but also ambivalent. i was reading in the dr sears pregnancy book this morning about how many first-time mothers are ambivalent...anxious for the waiting to be over, anxious to meet their child, but content to have their sleep and privacy. that pretty much hits it for me. my way of life as i know it is about to end. an entirely new life is waiting for me any day now...and that's great and all, but it's also scary as crap sometimes and this is one time when NOT being in control is just fine with me. for now, i'm content being uneasy and indecisive. it doesn't really matter what i'm ready for or what i'm holding on to, because it's really not up to me when that changes. i'm just doing my best to enjoy each day (which is pretty easy, considering how amazing the weather has been this week), get a few things accomplished, stay rested and go for a walk once in a while.