The day of Alexis birth is fast approaching. As of today my bride is 33 weeks pregnant, which means that Lexi’s birthday is just seven short weeks away. . .
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. . . Okay I am back, I just stepped away from my computer and did a little dance (the dance could have been out of fear or it could have been out of celebration, but for now I am going to keep that to myself and let your imagination wander). Life couldn’t be more exciting (stressful?) around the Zimmerman household. We are a few days away from closing on our new house and weeks away from the arrival of our new baby. I am busy trying to wind down my responsibilities at work so that I can take a much needed vacation with my wife and daughter.
As I finish tasks at work I am constantly reminded of the ever changing stages of pregnancy when I get home. My beautiful bride continues to change and adapt to all the ups and downs of a first pregnancy. Honestly I think she is doing an amazing job. One phase that hasn’t happened is the nesting phase. The phase where the maternal instinct kicks in and the urge to reorganize the closets, alphabetizing the spice rack, and scrubbing the bottoms of all the kitchen cabinets takes over.
The nesting phase hadn’t started until late Thursday night when I could see the glistening of my wife’s eye and she said, “I need to clean this closet out.”
And so it begins.
Have you been through the nesting phase? What is the craziest thing that you or your spouse became obsessed about?
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