I am completely ready. My mind, body and spirit are ready to rock. I've been waiting to be a mother for quite some time now. But I just don't think my home is ready.
The "nesting phase" has set in.
Her crib and changing table still haven't arrived. When we ordered it in January and they told us the latest it would arrive was April 11, we thought, "ok, no biggie." Well, now that I am 33 weeks along, I'm beginning to think if we were even thinking clearly! But there's not a lot we can do about it. We have a bassinet for her in the meantime, if she arrives before the crib.
We are getting the closet in the nursery redone. St. Louis Closet Company is coming out and building us a custom designed closet. We're over joyed about it. But they won't be here until next Tuesday to do it.
We need to get the carpets cleaned. Just to do it. It hasn't been done in awhile and we know we won't have time to get it done once Buttercup arrives.
The entire house is just in chaos. It's completely unorganized. Due to the fact that we are low on space and have so much stuff. Prior to beginning the conversion from Studio to Nursery, there was massive amounts of our stuff in there (mostly his music equipment.) So, basically all of that stuff is scattered throughout the house, wherever we can find room.
Drace is out of town this week. I need him to move furniture, help take some of this stuff to Moms, take out the trash. I NEED MY MAN!
So, all this panicking prompted a phone-call to Mom. She calmed me down and said I was going through my "nesting phase" and assured me that I have plenty of time (even though I really don't.) She said she's coming over tomorrow and we are going to map out a plan. She's been by my side every step of the way with my pregnancy. (Minus that weekend when the Morning sickness showed up, she was out of town. But she didn't know I was pregnant yet.) She's been my saving grace so it's no surprise that she offered to come over and help me with a plan.
I just want Buttercup to come home to a peaceful place. A comfortable environment. A clean environment. Since our lives have been in transition the past 8 months, I just don't feel like the house is any of those things. But I am confident that it will be.... before she arrives.