Lately I’ve been doing some strange things.

For example, Monday night /Tuesday morning I was up at midnight washing baby clothes and ironing receiving blankets. I knew I was tired and I wanted to go to sleep but I just could not stop.

Then on Tuesday, I spent too much time before work putting away all the lovely gifts my friends and co-workers have given me during the past few weeks. I knew it didn’t matter if it was all piled up in the corner of the nursery but again, I just couldn’t stop.

And then there’s Will. I swear he can walk by right now and I just want to punch him.

Thursday morning he was walking through the house pouring a bag of Nestle’s semi-sweet chocolate chips directly into his mouth. The site of it made me feel both sick and hostile at the same time.

I told him he should not be eating that and he said, “It’s not like you cook for me any more.”

I swear if I’d had a brick I would have used it to smash that bag of chips into his face.

I know he just cannot possibly understand the kind of hormones that are surging through me at this moment as I prepare to give birth. But somebody better warn him!

I ordered the baby’s car seat online and of course, it was not here yet. It finally came Thursday morning. I went out and crawled through the car, sweat dripping into the new, baby soft material of the seat, and tried to buckle it in.

The directions suggest that you put your knee into the base and mash down on it to get a good fit. I tried to do that but you should have seen all this pregnant woman up in the backseat of a Ford Escape. I was struggling to get my knee even up to the same level as the seat, let alone on top of the car seat base.

I don’t know if I did it right or not. I slammed on the brakes a few times on the way in to the office but the seat never came flying into the front of the car. That’s good, right?

The baby won’t weigh that much at first so it isn’t like the car seat will be at capacity right away, right?

Maybe they will look it over at the hospital before we go home. They surely check for things like that don’t they?

Is anyone besides me worried about things like this?

melissa.kinton@advocateand democrat.com | 337-7101