So here we are. At the beginning of the end of carrying this sweet little girl in my belly and preparing to share her with the rest of the world. I feel some signs that she's coming soon. Mainly just that there can't possibly be that much room left for her ;)
And the nesting thing, I have been so preoccupied with work for so long that I felt like maybe that was my way of nesting. Making sure we had a future... Thwarting the attacks (like any mama lion worth her salt would). Now that Measure T was defeated and we have moved forward with the city, I feel like I can finally let go.
Who would have thought that baby clothes could be folded so many times, ways and organized in various fashions till finding the perfect one? First, I thought I was all clever separating them types and by NB and 0-3, until it stuck me that the 0 in 0-3 means a NB could wear it, yes? Duh. Then of course by washing instructions, and then back to sizes (and types) again... Oy.
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