Yes, I know there is (potentially) still a lot of time left. But I can’t help myself. I’m freaking out. We’re probably as prepared as we can possibly be. But it feels like we’re totally unprepared. Sure we have a changing table/dresser. But we have no diapers or clothes (not more than a few outfits, anyway). Which is intentional. We’re getting a cloth diaper service and don’t want to stock up on things before the upcoming baby shower. But still. If the baby were to be in a rush and come now, what would it wear???

The house is still a mess.

  

I only have one (mostly) of two booties completed.

 

I still have all the books left to read, though the finished pile is growing.

 

But the reality is that there really isn’t anything to do. I could wash all the blankets we already have, I suppose. Then what? I could arrange the nursery (sort of). But we have guests coming before the baby will ever use that room. And we’re actually making a ton of progress. Things are a lot more orderly than they have been recently. And we have a plan for the rest of the work.

It’s panic for the sake of panic, really. And admitting that I have a problem is the first step, right?