Nesting is for the birds

Again, I am sure one day I will say that pregnancy went so quickly. But as of today, not so much. I don't feel uncomfortable (knock on wood). The baby feels very high and no pressure low in my uterus at all.

 My nesting impulse has kicked in and you have no idea how much I have cleaned. My poor husband. I told him our only priority is cleaning. I live in a doll house so you would think this would be easy, but I have found places I didn't even know could have dust--with dust--and a decent amount of it. I blame my dog for the dust and  for the insides of all his toys spewed all over the place. My husband and I are taking it one room at a time and then I am calling cleaning people in. Last night was our bedroom and tonight is the bathroom--wish us luck!  Nesting is like hell--because I want to stop--but I can't. Although I was so proud of us for all the work we did. I actually used a tooth brush to clean crevices. It was ugly.
I know however I leave my house when I go to the hospital--is how it will look until my child is 12.

This is my last week at work too. I have such mixed feelings because I absolutely love (most of) the people I work with, and I feel like the next months revolve around staying home and either being incapable of doing things or not be allowed to do things. People can say, oh bring your baby--no way! Until the baby is past it's shots---no way am I bringing it out in public--NO WAY.

Ultrasound is Thursday at 9 and I have the doctor on Friday and that is when we will prbably schedule the c-section. Although I am still torn about doing it naturally--just so the recovery is easier.

And my feet swelled for real for the first time last night!!! EEK.