I happen to have a number of friends who are currently pregnant (Pocklock, Jen, Nilsa and two others that I can't disclose right now) so there's a lot of talk about hormones and cleaning and organizing baby clothes and decorating the nursery oh my! and I absolutely love it but it's gotten me feeling all nest-y. I must be in the process of some type of New Age self-renewal process because man do I have Plans. Plans to finish decorating the house. . .RIGHT NOW! Plans to clean out that junk drawer and organize it because how can we possibly live with a section of commingled batteries of all shapes and sizes? No Sir we can not! I went out last week and procureda Swiffer Wet Jet to mop the entire house--all 1450 square feet of it--and burned through three mopping pads and an entire bottle of solution, such was my dedication to spotless floors. Theo even called me out on it the other day and said, "Mom? Can you. . .STOP cleaning?" Like he was some annoyed teenager and I was embarrassing him in front of his friends Annette Benning/American Beauty style. Bryan nearly split his sides from laughing so hard.
I think, if I'm going to get all psychoanalytical about it, this stems from the fact that I never got to nest when I was pregnant with Theo because of bed rest and him arriving early. Then it's been full speed ahead with one thing or the other since he's been born. Our life has not been without chaos these last two years is what I'm saying. So now, things are good. Really good. And I finally feel in a place to get things how I want them, OCD aside. Plus if you think about it, I'm doing the whole family a huge favor by keeping our lives chipper and organized. Funny that I'm doing this now with a two year old walking around behind me gleefully un-doing all my organizational efforts WHILE NARRATING. "I pull this off the table Mommy! See? Watch! Watch! I make it fall down! Awww, look at this terrible mess I made! You pick it up Mommy?"
It doesn't seem to be stopping with just crumbs and dust either. Oh no. I need a new couch. Clearly I can not live without a new couch because the one we have has been around the block more times than I care to mention. Stains and smells and lumps and sags. Ugh. Bed rest did not keep the love alive in that relationship and if I could get rid of it today I would. Also? Our mattress! As in, we need a new one! Our backs are hurting and our quality of sleep could be exponentially better if we were to have a new mattress. I've had it since college and it has moved eight times in twelve years. I think it's time for it to go live on a farm where it can romp and play in the sunshine with the warm breeze. And as long as we're getting a new mattress we clearly need all new bedding after the Chemical Fume Fiasco of 2009. Because putting that old sullied bedding on a brand new mattress set would be against the laws of nature. So a new comforter, pillows and sheets are also a must. I did mention the pillows, right?
Sigh. I'm a danger to myself is what it is. THANKS A LOT, FERTILE FRIENDS!
I love this. I feel exactly the same way right now, without all the bedrest or moving or chemical fumes. And with a 7 almost 8 year old as well as the 2 year old. I just wanna clean and paint and organize and DO stuff. Somehow I doubt that I will. Probably the hot tub will be delivered finally..and I'll just sit in that instead. Like you said, they just undo all the work right behind you anyway.
Posted by: melissa | July 22, 2010 at 01:21 PM
Well, while you're blaming me for going all nest-crazy and stuff, why don't you come over to my place and clean it head to toe. I have yet to feel nesty ... and I'm pretty sure the cleaning aspect of that won't ever come my way. =)
Posted by: Nisla @ SoMi Speaks | July 22, 2010 at 01:29 PM
It could be worse. You could have all of those urges, BUT ZERO ENERGY TO DO THEM. Or, if you buck up and do them anyway, your hips and groin yell at you for 3 days afterward.
*CRY*
But seriously though, I nearly fell off my chair at Theo's narration of un-doing all your hard work. LOL
Posted by: Jen | July 22, 2010 at 01:43 PM
Look at this terrible mess I made!!! buwahhaaaaa!!!
Posted by: Kristin C | July 22, 2010 at 02:13 PM
And me! And me! (Go see my blog.)
Posted by: cjm | July 22, 2010 at 03:00 PM
Oh you are an amazing woman, this is SO me right now
Posted by: flutter | July 22, 2010 at 09:47 PM
Hmmm...are you sure you're not preggo, Sam? ;-) (kidding) Haha, Theo narrating is pretty funny.
Off-topic: I clicked on my bookmark of "Live Well, Spend Well" and my browser (Mozilla/Firefox) told me that it has been branded an "attack site." It didn't even take me to the site and give me a little pop-up message--it literally advised me not to enter the site at all. Do you know anything about this? This has actually *never* happened to me before at any site I've ever gone to. Do you think you may have been hacked?
Posted by: Lisa Grilli | July 23, 2010 at 01:30 AM
My love for the wet Swiffer may top the love of my husband and children.
I Swiffer our kitchen floor everyday--thumbs down to crumbies!
Posted by: Korinna | July 23, 2010 at 09:52 AM
I'm not sure it has so much to do with the pregnant friends, as it does having a two-year-old who can actually play independently and doesn't need mommy every second of every day. I've been doing this a bit too and I think it is simply because I CAN. Now there is finally time to re-arrange every picture on every wall, move furniture around, clean out that closet that has needed cleaning out for the last 3 years, etc....
Posted by: Dee | July 23, 2010 at 11:17 AM
This is SO CUTE. Love that you're "nesting" and love that Theo is narrating it all... I know exactly what you mean, those "helpful" little people!
Posted by: bessie.viola | July 23, 2010 at 03:08 PM
I second what Jen said! And since I was on bedrest with both my other pregnancies and am trying to just expect it to happen this time so as not to be crushed if/when it does, I am feeling those nesting urges NOW. My brain is saying, if I don't get this list knocked off before thirty two weeks (which is when I got sidelined both other times) then it will NEVER get done, ahh! But then I feel guilty every time I DO try to do anything more ambitious than dishes because it immediately triggers Braxton Hicks and exhaustion, and then I think to myself, "Hey genius, maybe stop nesting and then you won't GO on bedrest from early dilation/contracting!"
Erm, sorry. Had that mental conversation all pent up for a long time and clearly it wanted out!
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