So this is nesting?

So, do you want to hear my thoughts on these final few weeks of pregnancy? Yes? Read on.. No? Stop reading. I'm going to ramble about nesting and other things that only a few people will find interesting. You've been warned.

I wanted to write this down because I think I'll find it hilarious when I look back and read this through exhausted eyes. I'll kick my zombie, mother self and go, you ungrateful bi**h, you should have enjoyed that time more. I know... I am actually enjoying it some days when I get to finish crafting projects with my mum or pop out to the shops and have the freedom to just wander. It's just taken me time to learn how to relax!

New found skills... 
I've become really good at washing the dishes, staying on top of the washing (there are currently only 3 things in my washing basket, it's a miracle), vacuuming the house and folding/washing baby clothes. I'm not sure how I feel about these skills and accomplishments. Sad? I know it will be different when the baby is here, obviously I'll have something quite important to do, but until then I walk from room to room sort of...  bored. I did recover the dining room chairs (blog to come) which was quite satisfying.

On a typical day I'll glance down and see fluff on the floor and ash around the fireplace and I'm like "oh time to vacuum!" this is a bit depressing. Except today I looked at the fluff and ash and thought, "nah, I'm going to leave you there today" . Instead, I then felt compelled to go down under the house and flatten all of the boxes from our move. Hugely satisfying, and no, it didn't bring on labour.

I've popped into the office a few times for sanity, and had several doctors appointments, as well as collecting the final baby bits and pieces. However, errand days are becoming fewer now that I have everything ticked off the list.

Wandering...
When working full time I'd always be rushing around the mall at lunch time to grab a quick present for someone or pick up some dry cleaning after work, rushing, rushing, and be thinking to myself "who are all of these people just wandering? don't they have jobs to get back to? do they do this all day?"

I'm one of those people now. Except I'm waddling, and only short distances before I have to stop and snack or catch my breath. I feel 'mother's eyes' on me when I'm waddling through the shops. They look at me with this longing,  'that used to be me...pre-baby... wandering.. waiting...anticipating... ' look.  It's hard to explain it, but I'm sure my mother friends will know the one. The 'make the most of this time!!!!' look. They give pregnant women like me those looks whilst forcing a screaming, stiff child into a push chair and admiring the latest child induced stain to appear on their once clean shirt.

Speaking of shirts, let's break up the text with a picture of a shirt I purchased for maternity and post baby wear. I hope to be able to do up more buttons soon. I'm keen on button front clothing in anticipation for the feeding months ahead.

Talking to strangers...
I've decided as well, being pregnant is like having big boobs (something I've never had) but every single person that passes me in the street looks down at my bump. They don't see my face, just the bump. I'm just bump these days... that is all. I have strangers asking me questions everywhere I go. I've never had so many conversations with so many strangers before. It makes the world feel nice and friendly, even if it is the same conversation over and over...

Do you know what you're having? How much longer do you have? First baby? Are you excited? And yes, actually one man even went so far as to enquire whether I was having a hospital birth or home birth, or one of those crazy 'birthing with dolphins' experiences, whilst I was unloading groceries onto the conveyor... It was pretty funny, and he was very helpful with taking my basket and offering to help carry things.

Eating...
The other thing I've noticed recently is this baby has suddenly become very hungry. My appetite had been normal up until two weeks ago and I'm suddenly getting these actual strong cravings that just won't go away. Especially strong cravings for calcium (cheese and milk). Oranges still feature, but not as heavily as the first trimester.

My body told me I HAD to make macaroni and cheese one day 15 minutes before Rachel Ray started. I know! so inconvenient! I was amazed at how quickly and efficiently I whipped up a little bowl of mac 'n cheese just before the show started. These cravings make me achieve great things.

I'll leave you with my latest nesting efforts. Sorting out all of my bathroom cupboard. Amazing.

Time to stretch these ribs. 

Well done if you got to the end.