Hibernate or Nest?
There are so many things on my ‘to do’ list for around the house that I’m hoping the nesting urge will kick in sometime soon. If it doesn’t there is no way I am going to get everything I need to get done before #4 arrives. And I’m not even talking frivolous nesting activities like scrubbing baths or washing windows (though goodness knows both my bath and my windows could use some of that). I’m talking the ‘we need to make space to fit an extra person into this house somewhere’ kind of tasks.
Top of the list is getting rid of stuff.
De-cluttering – will I ever be done will this?
I need to sort through all my clothes, and get rid of heaps of them. I know, being a gazzilion weeks pregnant, extremely rotund around the middle and only having three pieces of clothing that actually fit you is probably not the best time, or frame of mind, to be culling your wardrobe, but it has to be done. It has to be done so that when I find the energy to sort though the twenty million (do you see a trend in over exaggeration here today?) boxes of baby stuff I have somewhere to put all the blankets, and nappies and clothes and related baby junk.
I also needs to de-junk the house in general. There will be visitors when this baby arrives, not least of which those who are coming to look after the other three picklebums while #4 makes his or her momentous appearance. And those people would probably like somewhere to sleep… somewhere that is not piled high garbage bags full of material and piles of books and a rock collection, plus the odd dinosaur. There is nothing worse than sharing the sofa bed with a spiky dinosaur.
Ah yes thee is much nesting to be done….. except that I am not sure that I really believe in the concept of nesting.
Sure, I did a LOT of laundry while I waited ever so patiently for Muski to be born, but that was only because my computer died and I had nothing better to do. I’m pretty sure I didn’t do anything that even remotely resembled nesting before the girls arrived… in fact I seem to recall we didn’t have a lounge room floor around about then and stepping on the dirt between the beams every time you need to get to the kitchen or bath room isn’t really conducive to cleaning.
If nesting is a real thing then exactly when can I expect it to kick in?
Maybe I am just deficient in nesting genes. Or maybe I subconsciously suppress the urge because I already know I would suck at it? Or perhaps it is just the fact that it is suddenly become winter here and dark cold days are way more conducive to hibernating than nesting.
So enlighten me dear readers? Did you nest?
image by Madbuster75 via flickr
I didn’t nest at all with Annie. Mind you she arrived unexpectedly a month early, we didn’t even have a cot/crib, clothes, nappies or anything for her – I was expecting to get it all at her baby shower the following weekend. I was shopping in Target with contractions a couple of hours before the c-section buying blankets and clothes and stuff for her.
But for Heidi I had major nesting, which mostly involved ironing clothes – something I have rarely done before or after. For some reason EVERYTHING had to be ironed. I also spent hours shopping to get everything perfect and matching.
I am a crazy nester. This post makes me anxious. Let me come do it LOL
Confessed crazy nester here too! Kinda lucky my girls came at 32 weeks as i had been in full nesting mode for about 3 weeks by then. I was obsessed with cleaning grout and the smell of carpet cleaners. At the time i denied that it was nesting, but now that i look at the colour of the grout and how dirty it is getting…i couldn’t give a stuff!
I never got the nesting thing. But it might happen this time with my number 4, you never know.
I’ve always tried to get lots of stuff done around the house before the babies came, but that was just because I knew I wouldn’t get a chance, or I’d be too tired to do anything once a newborn was around.
I definitely never had the urge to do anything REALLY crazy like ironing. I feel sorry for Marita!
I was working 10 hour days, 4 days a week, up until 2 weeks before Princess was born, so I was too tired to be bothered with nesting. I had her room organized, the cot set up in our room, and that was enough.
If there is a next time, who knows? I have no work to distract me now. I think it may be likely as I have certainly lifted my game domestically, and that could easily become obsessive in the right circumstances LOL
I’m with Leah-can I please come declutter for you?? Can I can I??
P.S-please do remove spiky dinosaur from sofa bed lol
You know I am actually a little relieved to read this because, no, I didn’t really do the nesting thing with either of my children! I keep hearing about other women having these wild nesting urges and I just scratch my head. Not me!
With the first one I went out and bought some cute little baby outfits because I knew it was a girl and I was a wee bit excited, but no major cleaning or furniture arranging or that sort of thing.
And tick tick, tick tock… counting down the days now!