With Baby Noah’s pending arrival (assuming I don’t become the first woman in history to never have her baby…which is the way I feel these days. LOL) I finally got the house entirely clean. I had never heard of the “Nesting Instinct” until I started reading “What to Expect When You’re Expecting” (The must-have pregnancy book for anyone having a baby, by the way.) But apparently, it is our instinct as women/mothers-to-be to prepare our “nest” for the impending arrival of a newborn. And yesterday, my instinct hit.
Josh and I had been meaning to clean the apartment anyways, like we do every week, but yesterday was like Spring Cleaning. We clean the house up together every week-dusting the furniture, making sure all of the junk is picked up around the house, sweeping, etc. Yesterday, you would have thought that a bomb had exploded and it was imperative that we clean every surface. I scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed. Anything I could get my hands on. I cleaned every surface in the kitchen with Comet, then wiped over it again with Mr. Clean. We washed every stitch of clothes, blankets, towels, and all of the baby clothes. Josh cleaned the carpet, the furniture got dusted with Mr. Clean, the floors swept and mopped…I think at one point I even started washing the walls.
Now, I feel like everything is ready. The baby’s room is in order-aside from the Glider Rocker my parents are getting for us when they come to visit. All of his clothes are either washed and folded, or hung up in the closet (arranged by size and style…yea I know, pathetic huh?) The suitcases are packed, except for the things we are still using, and now I feel like a sitting duck! Which is most likely why this extremely pointless blog is being posted…nothing to do now, but wait on the little guy to decide he is ready to make his debut to the world. Nursery pictures are coming soon, so keep looking for those!