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Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Nesting, And NOT My Finest Moment

There is a fascinating phenomena that occurs during pregnancy that doctors refer to as nesting.  It is a primal instinct.  Even in the animal kingdom, all females are equipped with the same need to "prepare a nest for a new baby."  For human mamas-to-be, it is an uncontrollable urge to clean, cook, scrub, and organize their environments. 

Like psychos.  Like crazies off their rockers!  Like ticking, hormonal, pregnant time bombs, ready to explode into label makers and Clorox wipes at a moment's notice.  It.  Is.  Frightening.

Lovely Readers, I have been nesting.  Hard core.  I can't seem to stop myself from cleaning out closets.  I have cleaned out the hall closet, the linen closet, Cam's closet, the storage closet.  I have been buying Rubber Maid totes in bulk, in an effort to better store and organize the junk found in those closets.  I have made multiple trips to local thrift stores to drop off donated items, ie, random rubbish I have kept for years.  I've waddled up the street countless times--with Glad bags in tow--to pay a visit to my neighborhood dumpster.  And, I have laughed and laughed at all the "gems" I've found.

Like my thirteen-year-old postcard of Prince Charles' head.  (I believe the "gash" above his bushy brow is actually pizza sauce.)

And my "Miss Congeniality" trophy I won in 1998, when I competed in the Cache County Dairy Princess pageant.  (Yes, you read that right.  DairyPrincess.)

But the biggest award winners, the real humdingers, the "grand poobahs" of lost and forgotten treasures, have been...drum roll...the Christmas presents!

My brother, Jared, recently became the proud recipient of an Eddie Bauer ice scraper mitt...  THAT HAD BEEN PURCHASED, PACKAGED, AND LOVINGLY WRAPPED THREE YEARS AGO!  (I confess to being anxious about the down feathers in the mitt.  What if they had disintegrated over the years?  Grown mold?  Attracted bugs?)  We presented Jared with his very belated Christmas gift at Lil's seventh birthday party.  Last weekend.

My sweet in-laws were given their Christmas presents as well--holiday cheer that was intended for them LAST YEAR.  Slippers and a Home Depot gift card.  "Merry Christmas, Ma and Pa McD!"

I promise I am not a horrible person with abhorrent tendencies to hoard my loved ones' Christmas presents.  Just a space cadet who likes to stash things in closets and forget about them!  (Think Chevy Chase trapped in the attic, in the movie, "Christmas Vacation.")

Besides, maybe some good can come from nesting like a nut job.  Like a shared belly laugh with family!  Like Christmas in September!

Hmm.  I wonder what I'll find in Lilly's closet...


  1. You are adorable I love reading your blog and now that I've met you in person and experienced your cuteness first hand I love your blog even more!! Awesome post

  2. You are adorable I love reading your blog and now that I've met you in person and experienced your cuteness first hand I love your blog even more!! Awesome post

  3. Seven pregnancies and I never once experienced nesting. Honestly. I'm sure my husband wishes I would have. I kept waiting for it to kick in so I might actually have a clean house. Never happened.

    I'm still waiting. So is he.

  4. haha I can't believe you found old christmas presents! That is hilarious :)

  5. i can't sleep and am catching up on your blog. i am cracking up that you found christmas presents for your family! hahahaha! so awesome - i bet they loved having christmas in september! and the sauce on prince charles' brow - also awesome! nesting felt SO good!! i can just imagine you digging through everything. i imagine if you and i nested together, we'd never get through much of anything because we'd have so many stories to tell each other about each piece!
    i love you so much and am thinking about you super mucho! xoxoxox

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