Nesting & Running

They say nesting is part of your life as baby time gets closer. Leo and I are both going through it - although differently. He feels the pressure financially I think where I feel it in every other way. The nesting instinct combined with the time I seem to have these days means the laundry is done, the dishes are done and even the bathroom gets cleaned more often. Today I was going to attempt to clean the oven, but that job seems a tad dangerous and maybe even impossible. I don't think I can reach my arms too far in there to clean effectively and then there's the belly in the way. Maybe I can persuade a parent to take on the task one of these days. You wouldn't want your grandchild inhaling oven cleaning fumes now would you?

But being fastidious about being organized isn't really new to me. What is a little excessive is the dreams I have about nesting as well. Last night I dreamed I was living in one of our old houses in Valley Cottage and I was cleaning junk out of the house with my mom. And I saw every little piece of trash too. Every piece of paper, single sock and left over toy from my whole life. Does your brain need to purge? Maybe that's what's happening. Funny thing is, I was pregnant in my dream too. I was wearing maternity short and was every bit as uncomfortable as I actually was in my sleep. Great, huh?

I also dream about running. Even when I was able to run I didn't do it much and when I did I didn't love it. But now that my body feels so tight and . . . weak I guess . . . I want to get out and run. Will I actually run when I can again? Don't know. But I know I will be eager to get my curves back (the ones that are convex versus concave . . . or however it goes to look cute and thin versus cute and pregnant).

At any rate, it's amazing I do any dreaming. I suppose it means I get a few hours of REM sleep even when it feels like I don't on some days.

In other dreamy news, Raleigh is expecting snow. YAY! The original report was for just a chance but now they are saying a few inches. It may actually cover the grass completely. And so, in true southern fashion I have planned to stay in all day tomorrow. Because, seriously, people just don't function down here properly as I'm sure I have lamented about in the past. I told my mom to stay put too. Although WE can handle the weather, others cannot and unplowed roads are common and expected until late in the day (or the next). Oh, and if you need milk and bread it is not unusual to go to the store today - before anything has even happened - and see that the stock is low for fear we might DIE with the slightest threat of weather. Oh, did I mention they delayed school one day last week because it was COLD?! I don't know if I will ever get used to the panic that ensures here over nothing.

Yawn . . . is it nap time yet? Well, I am excited about The Bachelor, Lost, Snow, my massage appointment this week, my Uppercase Living Open House and the rest of those chocolate chip cookies I made the other day. All this makes up for the lack of breath in my lungs (Baby Trend is taking up a lot of room) and the pain in my hips (and he is getting heavy). There is a always a bright side!