In the early part of my pregnancy, a bird made her nest on the upper frame of our nursery's window. Our home's orientation allowed me to watch the whole process, from supply missions to incubation to the much-anticipated hatching. The mother bird noticed my interest and we locked eyes on numerous occasions as she tended to her four newborns. I could tell she was in a fragile state. Her nest was solid but its foundation was weak, teetering on the one-inch window frame for months.
Then one day I noticed it was messy and abandoned; I pray they all took flight. I will never forget having the good fortune to watch a bird nest being built and lived in above my little one's nursery. It was an incredible gift and reminded me how delicate pregnancy and motherhood is. It also triggered my own primal instincts to nest.
I am now in my 30th week of pregnancy and my urge to clean and organize has kicked into high gear. Never has our house been so sparkling clean. And I mean really clean. Pull-the-furniture-out-scrape-the-gutters-clean. I find great satisfaction in scrubbing and prepping for my little one. Windows, vents, floors, laundry, you name it...I'm on it.
Our baby is due in November and I know we will be spending a lot of time indoors this winter. I'm thankful for non-toxic cleaning options like Seventh Generation that will allow me to fluff my feathers, sigh, and get to really know my new family member. I'm not that naïve, though. With a newborn around I'm sure my nest will be torn apart in no time, but for now I will enjoy the clean slate.
Anyone else turn into a crazy cleaning machine while pregnant?