Nursery completed: Check.
Clothes washed and baby gear ready for use: Check.
Downstairs baby station: Check.
Very cool and untacky European collapsable bathtub: Check.
As you can see, I am now in full nesting mode. The only thing missing in this equation is a bouncing baby boy. And fortunately for mom and dad, my nesting has carried over into our personal spaces as well. Our closet has never been cleaner. I am purging, scrubbing, organizing like crazy!
I can't stop!
Even in the kitchen!
And what baby-ready household would be complete without Summer pillows?
Oh who am I kidding! I've been nesting my whole life. It's just that now I can give it a cute name and a darn good excuse. Until now, I've just been labeled a psycho. Now, I am a "nesting mother". Much cuter.
Have a great holiday weekend!