It's interesting, the things I'm okay with doing, and the things I'm uncomfortable with. I still haven't bought the car seat...I need to be okay with doing that really soon. We were at a party today, and the father of one of the hosts was asking if we were ready, and was really on my case about getting ready. (The people who were hosting the party are expecting a baby in mid-June.) But it feels presumptuous to buy the car seat before the baby actually is here...like I'd be jinxing something. Still, I do need to do that, and maybe I will tomorrow or Monday. This is also part of the reason I haven't packed a hospital bag or actually finished writing a birth plan yet...which the doula is on me to finish. I should take it with me to the OB this week, too so that he can sign it, put it in my chart and transmit it to the hospital so that if one of his medically minded colleagues are there instead of him, I still get what I want to the greatest extent possible (and I'm just hoping that it happens to be one of the midwives on call that night...thankfully, while the pregnancy is high risk, the labor and delivery isn't, and so, whoever is on call gets to deliver the baby, rather than being limited to one of the MDs.)
But the nesting? I was in tears on Monday or Tuesday or last week because of the state of the house. My husband, who I'm so grateful for (and his boss as well) took Thursday afternoon off to help me out with the mad nesting impulses. The kitchen has been scrubbed, with the exception of the floors. My living room has become "project staging area". We pulled everything out of the guest room that wasn't furniture, and I'm in the process of sorting all the papers in to "keep, recycle, shred" and there's also a lot of other things that are destined for the charity shops.
A good part of the baby laundry is done-I still need to wash the newborn/small diapers, because those came to me second hand, and prep the medium and large stuff. I need to figure out what we still need to purchase, and get it. I need to finish the massive mess in the living room, though that's actually something I've made big dents in. I need to do a little rearranging of the bookshelves, but I can do that by directing my husband as to what to put where while my husband is home if needed, and staying on the couch. The big thing is getting the living room cleaned-I need to finish emptying the last few boxes, getting the "to be filed" stuff into files, and so on, and cleaning off my desk. And of course, the cooking, some of which starts tomorrow.
One should know better than to try and decide what clothing actually fits and what gets given away when one is eight and a half months pregnant.