I'm about 21 weeks along now, give or take a few days, and I am getting to that hard-to-bend-over-to-pick-up-that-sock stage. After cleaning the kitchen last night I was so exhausted I couldn't wait to put my feet up and when I brought up a load of laundry I was audibly winded. I'm starting to panic! The clock is ticking and I'm only getting bigger! So tonight I worked on the baby room, organizing the boxes of Art and Lewis's hand-me-downs and stashing crib sheets and blankets in the bin under the crib. Tomorrow I might start painting our bedroom, part of the Twin Preperation. I want our room to be beautiful, even if there's dirty baby laundry and dust bunnies piling up. I still need to organize the spice cabinet in the kitchen and make a user-friendly bills area in case, God forbid!, Ben has to do the bills when I'm too tired to do it myself. We need a changing table or dresser or something! We sold ours! And I need to organize the diapers and baby clothes! I need to get the closet in the baby room super organized with shelves and hooks and baskets! I need the Twin Nursing Pillow!!!!
So, I'm feeling a sense of urgency. I imagine that in a couple months I will be sleeping poorly (I'm already battling Restless Legs and a little achiness) and struggling to balance my enormous midsection. This stuff needs to get done NOW! Or at least in the next several weeks. Wish me luck.