nesting, nesting, banana-fana-fo-festing...

I thought this 'nesting' thing was a myth. I sure didn't experience it my first pregnancy, but it's in full force this go-round. You don't believe me? Well, it is 5:30a.m. and I've already done away with any hint of last nights visitors. I've unloaded my dishwasher, cleaned the countertops, and washed dishes. I picked up the toys off of the floor, and am getting ready to fold a load of laundry. I feel compulsed, like I have to. I wish this would stick around... haha.
I don't really want to be awake, but Jordan got up at 4:45 to take some friends to the airport, and I couldn't fall back asleep. So I'm drinking a nice cup of hot chocolate (french vanilla flavored, actually), and am waiting for him to return home to try to go back to sleep. I'm doubting that it will happen. When he left, I just laid there and thought about all of the things I needed to get done... Oh brother!
We accomplished a tremendous amount the last two days. I feel like my house is finally baby-ready (so come on out, little girl!). I say that, but really the only thing left unfinished IS the baby girl stuff. Her 'room' is full of all of her stuff AND her big brothers stuff, as we just laid new laminate wood flooring in Corban's big boy room on Wednesday. I need to paint it, but don't know that that'll get accomplished before we move the furniture in. It would make things a lot easier if I did though. I just am debating on exactly what I want to do with the walls. Also, I tried to take the short cut and just spray paint the dresser I got for baby girl... and it failed. It didn't adhere very well for some reason, and is really splotchy, so I have to finish painting her dresser in order to get rid of the mountain of pink and purple on my living room couch. Other than that, though, things are looking pretty decent around here. I cleaned out my dresser, my closet, jordan's dresser, Jordan's closet, and Corban's dresser and closet. 3 garbage bags for Goodwill, and 3 giant totes later, our upstairs appears somewhat organized. Oh, I also cleaned out the linen/laundry closet too. And cleaned the bathtub and sink and all of the toilets... and swept and mop the kitchen floor. And folded and put away 2839579 loads of laundry. And completely emptied out and sorted through the was guest bedroom/now Corban's big boy room so that the carpet could be ripped out. That was no small task. So, like I said, nesting is real, folks. Very real. :) And my house (And husband!) are thankful for that.
Well, Jordan should be home soon, my hot chocolate is now luke-warm, and Proverbs 2 is calling my name. Adios!

Wouldn't it be neat if my next post were announcing the arrival of our daughter?!? Pray, cross your fingers, tell me your self-inducing tips, will ya?!