Nesting around...

As time flies by, I'm getting more and more anxious and the nesting need is hitting me hard. I have a million and one things that has to get done before the twins are here.... in maybe (and hopefully) 8 to 10 more weeks. That's not enough time! And God knows they can come even earlier than that. I pray not.

You could say its a good thing that I'm already not working.... except that I can't actually do much. Most things require lifting, bending, and standing... I can hardly do those. I mean yes, I can stand, but not for too long before I start losing my breath and my heart gets going. There is even a possibility of me falling forward from belly weight, true or not I dunno but it feels like it. So what do I do? I order Jeff around. Luckily for me, he seems to be nesting also, and does the stuff with no problem. But I feel guilty and I wish I could do more. I'm sorry honey to be using you like this but I must admit you make a darn good slave. I love you.

The cause of my biggest anxiety is my basement. It is still being worked on... kind of slowly. Do I think it will be done in 8 weeks? Probably not. As in any construction project, we've had our setbacks and that's fine. It is what it is and we'll deal with it. However, all the materials and such that is currently taking up space in the rest of the house is driving me bananas. I'm sorry for the guys but I might just make them move all the stuff out to the garage in a few weeks so I can make my house presentable. Cause you know, when the twins get here... so will the guests. And I suppose they wont mind sitting on tools and boxes and whatever but I need to dust and clean the whole house for the babies, don't I? Yes, I do and my anxiety tells me it needs to be done right now.

I like to do things myself but I guess I'll have to give in and ask for extra help when all the stuff is out of my way. By the time I finally get a chance to organize not only the house but all the babies things, which I haven't shopped for yet, I probably wont be able to and it makes me sad. I want to have the energy to at least take care of my babies stuff and since my energy is aleady running very low thinking about it makes me wanna cry. I know I'm whining but its MY house, MY stuff, MY babies so I want to do it MYSELF. It sucks to be in the nesting mood and have the right to actually do it taken away from you. I guess my "nesting" post turned more into a "venting" post but it feels good to let it out.

Here is my 27th week belly pic as something completely unrelated to my topic...