I went to the nail salon yesterday to get a manicure

pedicure

and eyebrow wax

I think this is all part of my nesting. I feel this overwhelming urge to have everything "taken care of," although my definition of "taken care of" changes and expands from day to day. I have also cleaned my desk at work, including digging through and organizing files from years ago, had my car washed, waxed, and detailed, and spent a ridiculous amount of time folding and organizing tiny baby clothes, blankets, and diapers. I have serious urges to get the rest of our house organized, but so far I'm just too tired to actually get up and do it. But every time I start having contractions, I tell B "if I'm in labor, you'll have to help me mop the floor before we can go to the hospital."
1 comment:
Definitely nesting, Stephanie! We're very excited over here at the Lamberts. I hope you don't have to wait too long. Both my boys were late -- Oliver was 10 days past his due date!
Good luck and keep us informed!
Anna
anna@annalambert.com
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