Yup. That's my new term. What is stresting, you wonder? The feeling you get when you have the undeniable urge of nesting -- yet you can't really accomplish anything or else you get contractions! And you feel stressed. Ergo.....I am not nesting. I am stresting. :)
I mean, don't get me wrong, I am still 100% blissfully happy, thankful and excited. I am just finding it hard to want (need?) to clean and shop and prepare -- when I can't. But as my hubby reminds me, all we need is SAM -- all of the rest of the stuff (the clean kitchen, the perfect scrapbook, the baby wardrobe and even the stockpile of diapers) is just extra.
If I really take it easy all day, my contractions are so few and far between. But if I stay busy for even a few hours, they come pretty frequently. I'm glad I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow! Grow, Baby, Grow!!!
I absolutely cannot wait to see him on the ultrasound. I've asked him very nicely to make sure I can see his precious little face. :)
And I'd like to give some due credit to my sweet husband who is, as I type -- at 8:45 pm and after a day that started at the gym at 5:30 am -- getting our groceries at HEB. THANK YOU!!!