My buzzing brain

My Mom came up this weekend and was an amazing whirling dervish of help. Within an hour of arriving she'd tackled re-arranging our storage shed, moved a plastic tubs out of the dining room corner, and helped prepare the baby's room for set up! Sometimes one can only do so much until they hit the burn-out, I-no-longer-care, lacking-organizational-vision point, and I was there. Okay, and maybe I've finally got it into my head that I really shouldn't do any heavy lifting or moving of large objects. :-p My Mom is a doer and a go getter with an eye for organizing, having creative ideas, making things work, and decorating. If you're reading this Mom, I can't sing your praises enough! Your vision and action was invaluable.

Yesterday marked one-month-til-due-date and when the hubs got up for work at 5:30am, i got up with him bearing a drive to do some research, list making, and mental preparing for the immediate future, and what's to shortly come.

So, my morning has consisted of:
Buying coffee beans (Thank you Rachel H. for sharing this!) to roast at home.
Doing more research on cloth diapering.
Reading about the benefits of baby wearing
Checking off the "must have" needs of caring for a newborn
Reading about different opinions on co-sleeping and sleep schedules
Getting riled up after reading someone's blog entry on how people find public breastfeeding offensive when the female body is exposed to sell almost everything!!!
Finding/confirming home remedies and recipes for hair care, body wash & lotion.
Pricing shea butter and pure lavender oil.
Googlizing how I will make butter from whipping cream this afternoon.

(^Do you like my list of verbs?)

These are the things I can remember and to be quite honest, my head is buzzing. Perhaps I've mentally o-d'd what capacity this preggo brain can withstand. :-p While it's in my head, I have to say what an INCREDIBLE privilege it is to be able to stay at home to learn and care for my family in (hopefully) increasingly better ways. Last year when I was working in the more tradition sense, there was no time for such things. Yes, I still dream about teaching, and I did enjoy it. However, I can't help but rejoice at this greater sense of fulfillment in keeping a home, caring for my husband, and preparing for a little one. God has abundantly blessed me with a husband who supports my being a homemaker and it's not something I ever want to take lightly.

Now it's off to the brave grocery store through what appears to be 100 mph winds. Delightful. The sheer force of the wind will make the entry of illness-inducing pollen into my poor nose a cinch.

Bless you if you were able to follow my rambles. I'm thinking a nap will be in order today!