I have yet to experience that burst of energy called nesting. At 39 weeks, it may not happen, but it is just as well. To savor the last few hours or days I have left of pregnancy is my goal now, not to flutter about like a hummingbird, sorting and cleaning running through lists. I've enjoyed the past nine months very much, it has been the most wonderful time of my life so far. This anti-nesting, this lack of energy, demands I take it all slow and easy. The days pass slow, some more languid than others. They have been very loving and unique, at times emotional. I am accompanied by my thoughts, as I attempt to work on things that don't usually take all day to accomplish and it has been rather blissful. Perhaps nesting of a different sort.
I was able to finish a cotton sweater for Anna Maria August and it came out just as I would have liked and that success has made me so happy. I also completed a swaddling blanket made of muslin with a scalloped, crocheted edge. On the both is a lil tag that says,"Made with Mom's Love". Sewing that lil tag on the sweater felt like it took hours as all my thoughts on becoming a mother paraded joyfully and tranquilly through my mind. After all I have been through these nine months, it was sewing this tag that brought it all together.
Our walk today was rather quiet because I can't chatter away and walk as easily as I use to. At a snail's pace, Jacob by my side and being patient on so many levels, we passed flowers blooming. The sights, scents and sounds were especially meaningful today. One of those walks I will long remember.