I'm 32 weeks pregnant and have been feeling 'peculiar' for the last few days. Today I had to ( had to i tell you!) do the hugest food shop in the history of the world, tidy the entire flat and pack my hospital bag.
I know I realistically have ten weeks to go, but I can't sit still till I know it's all ready.
DP is just watching me race around the flat, looking mildly concerned, but mostly bemused. He has just caught on to the fact that I've bought "more baby clothes" and not even questioned me, just shook his head and continued observing from afar.
Please, someone say something to calm me down (or reassure me that I am totally normal and everyone goes through a crazy nesting period!)