Pack your bags and be ready to go...

Yikes! At 3o weeks pregnant with twins, I was a little surprised when my doctor said the boys may be making their appearance sooner rather then later. But of course at this point I shouldn't be surprised, nothing has really gone the way the books have said they would. I was told that I would have fatigue and need to take afternoon naps or even the dreaded possibility of bed rest. Not so in my case, if you watch me you'd think I had taken speed. As my husband glances at me from the couch, he begs me to stop because I am making him tired by just watching me. As I frantically try to accomplish everything that a normal person would do in a week into a 2-hour time frame, I just can't stop. I have spent evenings up late labeling things that have no business being labeled. For example my husband's workbench in the garage has been organized and dusted with each section perfectly marked. I know it will become a joke once his buddies see it and the labeling of his stuff will haunt him forever, but do I care. Not at all! I enjoyed every second of the cleaning process. My daughter's playroom, now proudly displays large white labels on everything, giant white Rubbermaid bins, all clearly marked, Puzzles, Crayons, Stickers, and Crafts. As if a two and a half year old could actually read or better yet, put the items back in the correct containers. But what do I care, I feel as if I am accomplishing something useful and for some reason I CAN'T control the strong urge to label. The boys clothing has been washed, folded and of course placed in little baskets, marked oneies's, burp cloths, bibs, swaddle blankets and booties. So am I ready for the boys to be born? The answer quite simply is NO! I don't have any names picked out and there are still more items that need to be labeled. Off to the pantry I go...