Nesting

According to wikipedia, the nesting instict refers to an urge in pregnant animals to prepare a home for the upcoming newborn(s). The nesting instinct is found in a variety of animals, both mammals and birds. Wikipedia says that in rodents, the instinct is characterized by the urge to seek the lowest sheltered spot available. Dogs find a place like a box and smooth out the bottom. Domestic cats often make nests by bringing straw, cloth scraps, and other soft materials to a secluded nook or other small space.

Wikipedia doesn't mention Traci. Though, today's activities make clear that she's nesting. I've always known Traci to be fairly tidy. She will occasionally go through a pretty fierce cleaning spurt. Though, I've never seen anything quite like today. Our entire home is now clean, but our kitchen is, well, let's just say you could do open heart surgery on the kitchen floor if you needed to. The kitchen walls are scrubbed. The base boards are scrubbed. All of our dishes are clean. The dog bowls sparkle. And, then, there's the kitchen floors. To say that the floors have been scrubbed seems inadequate. I'm not sure which English verb means "cleaned meticulously with a three-bristle tooth brush & a gallon of elbow grease", but that appears to be what's been done to our kitchen floors. I could simultaneously eat off of them & comb my hair in the reflection.

Seems like it might not be long now ....

16 Days & Counting

Wow. Just wow. Baby's due date is just 16 days away. And, I've been wondering ...

Will she come late, making a grand entrance? Will she make a surprise early appearance? And, what will she look like? Will she have Traci's cheek bones? Will she have my thick crease across her forehead? Surely she'll have dimples, won't she? Will she be dark or fair? Tall - of course, she'll be tall. Maybe she'll be thoughtful & compassionate like her Mom. Maybe she'll be a sentimental slob like her Dad. Maybe she'll like to play with dolls, or maybe she'll rather play with army men in the mud. Maybe she'll love to ride her bike with playing cards in the spokes. Maybe she'll enjoy pulling the dogs tail. Whatever she'll be, we can hardly wait to know her. Whatever she'll be, we can hardly wait to love her more.

Her nursery is ready. Her bed is made. The stroller & car seat sit in the corner of her room. A pediatrician has been picked. Her Mom's hospital bag is packed. And, we wait.

30 Days and counting ...

Not much blogworthy on the baby prep front. Just waiting. Due date is just 30 days away. Holy mackrel! Where did the all those months go?