Nesting

The house is pretty well organized. I’ve been doing my best to keep things picked up and in their proper places so it won’t be too much of a mess when I actually go into labor. Things have been dusted in the past week and I’ve been vacuuming fairly regularly. The kitchen is cleaned daily so that’s not an issue and I’ve been on top of the laundry. The bathroom, while certainly not as clean as I’d like, is clean enough to not be too much of an embarrassment. My bedroom is a wreck, but I blame that on Boyfiend since all of his clean, folded laundry is sitting on top of an old trunk we moved out of the storage room upstairs. If he’d put his shit away (just a subtle hint) it wouldn’t look quite so bad in there.

I really need a cleaning service. It would really improve the quality of my life. Instead of hiring a service I ordered another dyson.

I’ve been cooking like crazy so I won’t have to worry about eating well later.  I’ve made a bunch of dinners and some one-handed breakfasts. In the freezer I have:

  • 1 9”x 13” pan of eggplant parmesan
  • 3/4 of a large baked ziti in three portions
  • 2 8-cup containers vegetable soup
  • 1 3-quart and 1 4-cup container of beef stew
  • 1 9″x13″ pan of rotini with goat cheese, spinach and red pepper sauce divided into individual servings
  • 6 bean and sausage enchiladas (1 dinner and leftovers if Boyfiend doesn’t gorge himself)
  • 1 tray (3 meals) chicken enchiladas
  • 2 8-cup containers of chicken soup
  • half a batch of chocolate chip cookie dough
  • 6 cranberry muffins
  • 6 strawberry mango muffins
  • 18 blueberry pancakes

I’ve also got a bunch of chocolate ricotta muffins I baked tonight that still need to be wrapped and frozen. Tomorrow or Friday I’ll probably end up baking a few loaves of zucchini bread with the last of my freezer stash from last year’s CSA.

The next meat delivery from the farm is scheduled for my due date and I ordered plenty of beef so Boyfiend could cook dinner (burgers and steaks, of course) with confidence. Shortly after my due date is the start of my CSA for the summer,  so I won’t have to worry too much about grocery shopping for a while.

Now I just want this baby out.