Call it nesting, pregnancy anxiety, or just plain maniacal behavior. For the past few weeks I've been obsessively cleaning, packing, doing projects for the new apartment, and driving everyone nuts with my OCD. I have to fold all the laundry a certain way, pre-wash all the dishes, re-do everything the cleaning lady did after she leaves, and vacuum like three times a day. Normally I'm just mildly panicked about the grossness of my house, but recently the constant toy explosion is really driving me up the wall. I packed all but Henry's very favorite toys and books because I couldn't keep up with all the cleaning and sorting and bending over to put stuff away.
At the same time I'm starting to get tired again, so I'll often go crazy organizing or cleaning for a few hours and then completely pass out on the couch while Henry watches Cinderella for the 500th time. It would be nice if we had a definite date for moving so I could plan ahead, but I'm not sure exactly which weekend it's going to be so I'm sort of stuck. As soon as I get my camera functioning I'll post pictures of the art I made for Henry/baby's room, Mercy's room, and the curtains I made for our new dining room!
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Wow, good for you with all your productivity! I remember those feelings well, and I'm sure they're intensified with your upcoming move/having another little one at home! Just remember to take time to rest and for yourself too, Mama - you deserve it;)
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