It’s safe to say I am all consumed by my nesting instinct at the moment. It feels very familiar, I was like this with Rafferty during the last few weeks. For me, it seems, it’s not so much of a spike right at the very end of pregnancy, more of a steady uphill inclination towards all things nesting. I admit, I currently have an insatiable appetite to clean, sort, organise, box, rearrange, launder, fold, put in drawers, reorder drawers, light scented candles and whip the feather duster over every knook and cranny. The hoover comes out daily, the worktops are so shiny I could apply my make up in them. There are piles of freshly laundered linen and sacks full of things I’ve decided we no longer need or have space for. This could be my way of distracting myself from the inevitable. But it’s more likely to be that deep down, I know things are going to get a little chaotic around these parts, so the more order I create now, the better.
I’ve realised over our life time together, Oli and I have been lax about keeping on top of the order. We’ve collected things from antiques fairs, held onto old clothes in dustbin sacks and stacked them in our loft, put odd bits n bobs away in shoeboxes and stored them under the bed, kept a very loyal couple of drawers for daily dumping – (unopened mail, screws, random keys that open Lord knows what, unposted mail – I am so very guilt of this, and so on). We have a tendency towards disorganisation yet ironically, both long for order.
Can you imagine a life where everything has a home? Where everything in your home has a purpose and is used and stored in a logical fashion? Can you imagine being on top of every piece of mail that comes through the letter box? Can you imagine every item of clothing in your wardrobe is used at least every 4 months? I’d relish that level of organisation for us but I know in reality we may only ever get halfway to being that disciplined. Half way, however, would be a darn sight better than where we are today.
2014, could you be the year I get on top of things? The year, I conquer my love of lists and actually work my way methodically through them before starting another. I really do believe if we are able to achieve this, some of those niggles and stressful twinges I experience in the middle of the night will fade away and we will be a happier family for it.
So, I should make the most of my appetite to nest and crack on really, working my way through my current list of 80 or so things to do before this baby arrives. Hmmmm, I’ll keep you posted!
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