Nesting Phase

Robby & I was in the nesting phase a few weeks ago. I took down the curtains from our bedroom, then washed and ironed them. I have never ironed curtains before. Robby cleaned out our electronics drawer, and we both cleaned out our closets. I took a 40+ year old Sears dresser from my old room in the O.C. & lined it with pretty green shelf paper. If you've ever seen Freaks & Geeks, it's the same dresser as Lindsay's in her bedroom. A classic, elegant white dress with gold trim that once belonged to my eldest sister. We dropped off 5 bags of belongings to the Goodwill. Robby even wiped the bathroom mini-blinds, the most difficult task in the whole apartment. Now, my closet is filled with boxes labeled "3-6 months" & "6-12 months." Our receiving blankets & diaper cloths are folded. Our changing pad is covered with a waterproof sheet. & I've started packing a labor & postpartum bag.



I've often wished futilely that I could get through this rite of passage (figuratively & literally) without actually experiencing it, that the baby would magically appear in the bassinet & I could forgo the birthing experience, but life just doesn't happen that way.