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Call me momma bird, because I’m all about nesting.
For the last few days, my days are dedicated to rearranging our suite. Take the silverware drawer, for instance. That gets ripped apart six times, minimum. I’ve also spent tons of quality time in the library. Every last book is now organized by the spine color. Most of all, I’ve been going through all the stuff in the baby’s room.
Normally, my notebooks are filled with demon lore. Lately, I’ve been filling the pages with scribblings about the difference between different brands of disposable diapers. I even have an entire section dedicated to the little snot-sucker squeezy balls.
At first, this compulsion makes me worry. Turns out, it’s a total pregnancy thing. At least, that’s according to my new parenting books. Thanks, Mom
