According to the American Pregnancy Association, nesting during pregnancy is “the overwhelming desire to get your home ready for your new baby” and is “strongest in the later weeks coming upon delivery.”
With my first pregnancy, I remember wanting to clean a lot. And I had the time. I was organizing everything and getting my daughter’s room ready. I even remember feeling the need to digitize all the music from my CDs.
This time around, I have the urge, but not the time. With a three, soon-to-be four-year-old around, it’s not as easy to get done what I want done. Perhaps this is divine preparation for having no time once the baby is born.
My husband seems to be experiencing “sympathy” nesting. He’s been tidying and organizing the cables behind his computer and our TV. Though I reminded him that the baby probably won’t crawl until around 6-8 months, he insists it needs to be done. I understand the need. I get it.
Currently, the nursery isn’t ready. We have all the furniture from when my daughter was a baby and the decorations, but it all needs to be put in place. Thankfully, I’ve started packing my hospital bag, which according to various pregnancy resources, should already be packed and waiting next to the front door. Time is of the essence, and yet I can’t seem to find enough of it.
Really, nesting has created an itching in me that makes all tasks outside of my home and family seem like interruptions. When I do go out, I’m thinking about what I need to do. It’s a little obsessive, but I know it’s normal. It doesn’t bother me. In fact, it excites me and helps me feel a little more in control.
I currently have two checklists on my phone to help keep things in perspective. Otherwise my mind wouldn’t be able to focus on anything. I’m still trying to live in the present. Trying to soak up this time with my daughter and husband. Though I’m excited to meet this new baby of ours, I’ll admit, it’s sad to think it will no longer be just us.
Justa Lanie Garrett is a lifelong resident of Baytown.