Stork making its nest


33 weeks pregnant and I have the urge to get the rest of the baby things in order. Like set up a nappy change station, put together the pram, install the car capsule, assemble the bassinet and give our bedroom (where the baby will be sleeping) a good dusting. Apparently they call these urges “Nesting”. It’s actually quite animalistic and occur in a variety of species, with hormones being the trigger. Typically experienced by Mummas-to-be at the tail end of pregnancy, characteristics include sudden cleaning frenzies and the overzealous need to prepare your home for baby’s arrival. 

In my first pregnancy I  remember sitting up in bed at 5 am one morning, with a very urgent need to vacuum the baby’s room. After I finished the vacuuming I proceeded to go through the baby’s drawers and make sure all his clothes were folded and organised correctly (like they weren’t already). Then lastly rearranging some the nursery furniture to “Better utilise the space”. Hubby woke up a couple of hours later to find me in the baby’s room all bright-eyed, bushy-tailed and feeling very accomplished. I remember us both laughing at the situation, thinking that it was a little cuckoo and wondered where on earth my sudden burst of energy came from.

This time around I have not set up a separate room for the baby and instead have decided to just set up a couple of things in Hubby and I’s room. Looking back to when I was preparing for my son’s arrival, I probably had more than I needed. We also didn’t move him into his own room until he was 6 months old and sleeping right through the night. Being a first time mum you always think you need more than you do, besides you’ve never done it before, so how would you really know. 

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Getting excited and ready for baby.

30 weeks pregnant and the realisation of just how close D-day is sets in. When I think about how far I’ve made it, it brings tears to my eyes (I’m still hormonal, just not as bad). Compared to how my last trimester went, the Hyperemesis Gravidarum, gastritis and depression I was going through, was enough for me to hang up my oven mitts and swear off bun baking forever. Now with the end approaching I feel like how I should, excited, happy and not in a world of hurt. Sure there are the normal ailments; sore back, sore feet, and finding it impossible to get a good night’s sleep. They’re minor side-effects, compared to what I had been experiencing. 

Now I can really concentrate on baby’s arrival and the things I need to organise before she gets here. Even though I have kept a lot of my son’s babies clothes, I’ve gone out and splurged on some super cute “girls stuff” (of course non of them practical). We never kept the pram we originally had for The Little Guy, so I end up doing like 203 hours of research online for a new one. I also decide that I needed to find the perfect baby capsule. So I punch in another 300 hours of online time and scour the crap out of the internet for “the one”. It’s amazing how obsessed a mum-to-be can get over finding the “right” baby product! Thankfully we kept my son’s cot and that’s one less major ticket item I need not obsess about! Sure there’s all the other really practical (boring) things like bottles, bibs, wraps, change matt, multiple singles and onesies, nipple cream, nappy rash cream, nursing pads, nappies, wipes, maternity pads etc I still need to get. I’m just doing the fun, exciting stuff first :). 

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