Don't Mess with the Nest...

...ing Instinct! Yesterday, I was inspired to change the furniture around in the living room. Maybe it was the Starbucks. Maybe it was the fact that in 2 days we are having company, so this is not a good time to start a major project. Or maybe it is the nebulous "nesting instinct" that I have often heard that pregnant women get - that I have never experienced. Throughout my last 4 pregnancies, I awaited this instinct with anticipation thinking of all the household improvements that could be made, but alas, all I was ever hit with was exhaustion and no inspiration. So don't stop me now - I've had to get to the FIFTH pregnancy to finally feel up to changing things around, and dadgummit, I'm going to do it, and you're going to help me! Because of the major project I started, Chris had to help finish it (by moving all the big, clunky, heavy furniture - that man sure does love me!). Now all 3 boys are sharing a room, and Jacob's old room is now the classroom/playroom. And we are also in the market for a set of bunkbeds! Yeah, 2 single beds and a toddler bed plus 3 dressers make for a crowded room, even if it is a big bedroom. And the living room has been changed a little bit, although there's more to come in there. When we put the boys to bed last night, they were all giggling to be together. Chris looked at me and commented, "There's all your testosterone in one room!" All I could say was "If this room doesn't explode, we'll be doing okay!"