Yup – I’m Definitely Nesting
A lot of people have been asking me lately if I’m ready for Baby Lump’s arrival. I always get a little thrown off by the question – do they mean ready emotionally or ready materialistically?
Materialistically, James and I would definitely be able to get by if Baby Lump were to grace us with his/her presence tomorrow. For the most part, we have a lot of the essentials thanks to the baby shower in PA – a place for Baby Lump to sleep, a stroller, a carseat, some diapers, some clothes, bathing products, etc.
Answering whether I am emotionally ready is slightly more difficult. In some ways I think I am, and in others, maybe not so much. I think I’m teetering on the edge right now. I’m getting very excited for Baby Lump to finally be here, yet I’d be caught pretty off-guard if he/she were to show up in the next few days. Plus – we still need a boy’s name!
Graco Pack and Play in Nouvelle Pattern
Still, the nesting instinct has definitely been catching up with me. I have such an urge to start getting the “nursery” ready, but right now it’s too busy serving as both James’ office and the guest room. Plus, we’re kind of lacking on the furniture front at the moment, so there wouldn’t be much I could do anyway. I was, however, able to convince James to help me set up the pack and play last night, which will serve as Baby Lump’s crib/changing area/play pen as long as we’re living in this apartment. It’s hanging out in our bedroom for the time being. I definitely swallowed a big, heaping dose of reality last night when I peered over at the pack and play from my bed and imagined the many times I’ll be hearing a baby’s cry coming from its general direction. Baby Lump could be here as early as next month and not be considered premature! (Crazy!)
I know I’m a little late posting this week, but here is a summary of Baby Lump’s 30-week stats:
Measurement/Weight: not much progress here – still about 3-4 lbs. and 15-16 inches
Other Highlights: Most of Baby Lump’s developemental energy this past week has been focused on rapid brain cell growth. Additionally, his/her fingernails and toenails are now fully formed, and he/she is starting to shed the lanugo (a fine layer of hair that has been covering the skin), which means Baby Lump is becoming less and less of a furbaby.
Oven Timer: 30 weeks, 3 days
nesting = fun!! supposedly it get’s worse before you go into labor… and i’m at the point where i’m so anal about EVERYTHING. the painting of his room was done this week, and we got the furniture (crib and dresser/changing table) this past sunday… this saturday is the baby shower, so i’m pretty sure i’ll feel much more prepared after this weekend… and a bit more overwhelmed… sorting clothes, toys, etc. AND finding a place for everything to go… and then comes the decorating of the room. we bought tons of fishy/nautical things in august to decorate the walls and dresser…
i really can’t beleive that he’s due in 8 weeks… it’s really all surreal!!!! i have our bassinet all set up in our room as well, and it’s weird to wake up and see it there, and i think to myself the same thing you do… soon, i’m going to be waking up to a crying bean!!!
i hope you’re feeling well, and the third trimester isn’t getting the best of you yet!!!
It must be feeling even more real by the day. It sounds like you’re pretty prepared though.
Or will be as soon as you come up with a name for a boy!
Haha your post about the fingernails reminds me of the movie “Juno”. But I thought about it, you’re going to be a much better Mommy than that girl ever would be (also she’s not real, so that’s something else to consider). The pack and play is so cute. I sort of want one but in my size. I’ve read Charlie’s comments about names, and truthfuly, I think you’re going to have a girl (un-pregnant intuition?) so I think it’s a sign that you’ve been having trouble with boy names. Either that or you’ll do what my parents did and just look at me and “know” what to name me. They didn’t know what I was going to be and their midwife (yes, mom did a home birth!) said that all signs pointed to me being a boy. But here I am. Let’s just say I wore a lot of blue during the first few months
) You’ll be just fine either way, Miss Pam.