Last night, Brian and I took a tour of Trinity birthplace (across the river) since it'll be different from where I had Ethan. Then subconsciously in my sleep, I thought for sure I was going to have the baby early...like tomorrow. So first thing when I woke up, I had Brian dig out the boxes of newborn clothes, blankets, towels, etc. so I could wash them. I also cleaned the car seat and stroller so they are ready to go. Just in case. Some people call it nesting, but I would like to think of it more as fear.
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