I have always wondered if I would nest as an adoptive mama. While I was pregnant, my nesting urges were overwhelmingly strong. In fact, when I was pregnant with Pi I couldn’t sleep, so I spent hours each night during my third trimester washing baby clothes in Dreft and deep cleaning every inch of our house and sewing baby projects.
My life feels kind of like that right now again.
I mean, I am not having trouble sleeping (except for when the Lord keeps me up to pray, and I don’t mind that so much). And I’m not really cleaning that much because, in Saipan, I have the most wonderful house help ever and she pretty much stays on top of the regular cleaning AND the deep cleaning.
But organizing? Purging allofthespaces? Sewing piles of burp cloths and teeny tiny dresses and piles of blankets? Getting our small nursery ready for our baby girl? Yes to all of those. In abundance.
Apparently, I do (nest, I mean). We are so excited to meet baby girl!