Gettin on up!

As of this Saturday, I am 30 weeks pregnant. That is one big number. Especially when you think that normal gestation is around 40 weeks or so (some say 38). Yipes! The number itself has me daunted a bit and has set me in motion for what some call "nesting."

The term "nesting" applies to the female instinct, usually occurring in the last stages of pregnancy, to set into motion plans to create an optimal environment for her offspring. This feeling can, apparently, effect the male as well, causing a surge and flurry of activity to turn their home into a baby-welcoming sanctuary.

Now, I'm not sure I buy the "nesting" idea as an instinct. It comes a bit too close to the "women were made to be maternal" and the "the drive to be a mother is a natural instinct in women" for my feminist self. However, I think of nesting being a natural, psychological reaction to welcoming a new life into your world. I think it's only logical and necessary, whether you're a female or male, to freak out and say, "OMG we're going to have this little kid thing here in t-minus 3...2...1."

Well, whatever it's called, it's hit Tim and I. We've cleared out his old DJ room, moved him and myself into a new brooke/tim office space and spackled/painted the baby's room. We've also started to think of furniture and its placement, as well as cute wall decals and whatnot. I have started work on several soakers for my cloth diapering and am no longer buying maternity clothes, since I've only got a little over two months left. This week/weekend will entail the first round of washing baby clothes to have them all ready, as well as planning the seat cushion construction for the built in toy chest (that already existed in tim's old dj room/new baby room). I'm also working out my Doula situation and getting ready to go to bi-weekly doctors appointments in the next two weeks.

All is a-buzz! It feels invigorating and scary. But mostly invigorating.

And, finally, in the funniest aspect of things.. I have gained 30lbs so far! What's funny is that it's all belly/ta-ta weight, folks. All of my pre preg shirts and pants still fit just fine, if you discount the belly area. But 30lbs is just one odd number to think of. That's like one pound per week total so far! cuh-razee! I seriously don't know where it's all going... well I do, because I got this handout, but that doesn't mean I believe it! My wager is that, all told, I'll end up 50lbs up on my pre-pregnant weight. Anyone wanna take bets?

:) speaking of which, man I could use some tacos!