Just this week, I left my normally vegetative state and began a cleaning and organizing frenzy. These are things I never really think of on a daily basis but lately, I have been looking at the house in a whole new light. While I do like seeing a clean house and I appreciate seeing things in place, I am not OCD about it. However, I emptied out two closets so far and threw out the clothes I would never wear again or clothes I had grown tired of wearing, cleaned the storage closet and arranged the items on the shelf over the washer and dryer. I thought about donating the clothes to the neighborhood clothes bank but I wonder how awkward it will be to donate Indian wear since a great many of the clothes were of that type. Another thing I let go of was my size 3 clothes. I think I have given up the thought that I would fit into that size anymore. They were from my ultra thin-college and early going out with Ami days.
It turns out that just as there is a name for every phenomenon out there, there is a name for this organizing and cleaning that comes with pregnancy. It is called nesting. Apparently, it stems from some subconscious need of mine to prepare for the baby and get things ready. Later in pregnancy, it could signify impending labor.
In many ways, I am thankful that I have this summer free. For one, because I get to prepare the house and do a thorough cleaning. Last year, I worked throughout the summer planning curriculum for an additional class that was being taught. It took up the entire time as I was working on two separate classes and when the school year started, I felt grossly unprepared. Hopefully, this year, I will be a little more rested and prepared to face what comes once the school year roller coaster begins.
The doctor told me that it wouldn't be until the next four weeks that I find out the gender of the baby. I have no real inclinations and it is a bit nerve wrecking. My belly isn't big enough to tell if it is watermelon or football (American, I am supposing) shaped although I just started showing this week...like non-bloated showing. In addition to that, I have no idea what carrying high or carrying low is and I have had changing tastes in food. In the beginning I ate potato chips but that went quickly and now I tolerate the sweets better. I cannot stand the sour taste but that may change. The only consistency I have noted is that I like adding extra pepper to my food when I eat, something I never really did before. This is assuming that I follow the old wives' tales but the problem is that my logical mind gets in the way. I did try the Chinese gender predictor and it predicted girl though. Lets see. Until then, I am going gender neutral and continuing the cleaning process.
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To think, me haf to come all the way here to learn all dis. hmmmmm
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