I actually had a really productive day yesterday. My mom came up and that helped motivate me... we totally cleaned out the closet in the kids room, went and got some plastic stackable totes for everything-- all of the baby clothes (except what is currently out) for both kids are organized according to size and packed away so that when they size up it will be easy to switch everything over. Also sorted through all of the Christmas/Birthday bags, boxes, and wrapping paper (I obsessively hoard that stuff-- I'm the person at Christmas morning saving all of the bags and folding them up to take home and re-use, I really need to stop that), threw away the stuff that was ripped or otherwise not good to re-use and organized and packed all the rest into a plastic tote. Gathered together all the stuff from both closets to donate and dropped it all off at Goodwill (four huge trashbags stuffed full, wow). I keep opening the kids room closet and looking at it because it's so nice, ROTFL. But before it was so bad to where literally if you opened the door, crap started falling out. I think I'm going to try to do the same to the living room closet today.
Also yesterday I totally fixed up my bathroom in celebration of the re-enameled tub, haha-- got new mats, new soap dispensor and toothbrush holder, new shower curtain, and cleaned everything really good and it looks all nice and shiny in there.
And cleaned the kitchen and got all the laundry done and started on organizing the new-baby changing area, washing and folding receiving blankets, etc.
I don't know where it's coming from, I am in a nesting FRENZY and I'm not even 35 weeks yet.
It seems completely impossible to me that I could have a baby in a week and half. Like there is no way in the world that it could happen. I really kind of feel like I'm always just going to be pregnant and I'm never going to actually have the baby. I was talking to my husband about that last night, and said "but I think I'm going to go much later with this one, like 39-40 weeks. I don't think I'm going to have a baby within two weeks, no way." Then I remember that with Em, I was completely convinced that I was going to have her at 42 weeks and that I had PLENTY of time-- when my water broke at 36 weeks I kept saying "no, really I am supposed to have another six weeks to get ready."
So now I'm wondering if I'm just kidding myself. We shall see.