I think it is too early for nesting, but I am starting to feel a little. . . nestful?
I have not been all that worried about the nursery. It is currently our home office. As I work from home, this room is essential. We are planning on buying a nice computer desk (the kind you can close up behind doors) for our living room and moving all of our stuff down to that. There is then the matter of a shelf FULL of books, which I will probably just take to a consignment bookstore, and the more concerning matter of a CLOSET of crap. Not crap, really, but there is a lot of junk in there. Cleaning the room out would probably take a day in and of itself. But that's not the only issue.
Our garage is a disaster area. Some of it is work-related. I have to store company product and materials at my house and that's where it is relegated. There are stacks to the ceiling of work crap.
The rest of it is squirrel-related. No, we don't have squirrels. Both my husband and I are savers - we like to squirrel away rather useless things. I have boxes of childhood toys, so does he. I have a lot of knick knacks and decorations for different holidays. My husband wants to clean out the garage so that we can move some of the closet crap into that area. It makes a lot of sense. But it also makes for a mountain of work. Probably a full weekend project.
And I haven't decided on a nursery theme at all. Not even close. Not colors, motif, bedding, furniture, nada.
All of this means that I haven't done squat with the nursery and it hasn't really bothered me.
The past couple of weeks, it has started niggling at the back of my brain. I think it has to do with the fact that many of my pregnant friends already have their nurseries baby-ready. Sure, some of them are much farther along, but most of them are right around my gestational period - or less!
Also, Little Man is moving so much right now that I am feeling more and more confident that he will actually be the RLB that I have been dreaming of. Sure, I still get fears and doubts, and I know that so much could go wrong. But so much could go right, too. This realization is making me want to get things ready for him, to have a place to bring him home to.
I tried talking to my husband about it last night, and he is in no hurry. He thinks we have plenty of time and that we don't need to rush. He thinks we should wait until June. June?! We have two showers in June, from which I assume we will get some baby things. It would be really nice to have a place to put said things, rather than just pile them someplace else and create another mess!
I know from talking to other pregnant ladies that this is a common theme. I think that if husbands had it their way, they would start prepping the nursery when the water broke. But that is no longer an option. I am ready to move things, to paint, to assemble furniture, to put up pictures!
And don't even get me started on his name!