I think I'm nesting. Already. When I was pregnant with Maggie I was pretty much in the same situation I'm in now: gearing up for a move and poor as mud. So I kind of took a relaxed approach to preparing to be a mother. We had a stroller because we happened to find a cool floor model that was on sale at Sears for 20 bucks. But that was about all we had until a month before Maggie entered the world and then I freaked out and began nesting: taking inventory of all the onesies, ordering a crib, flipping out that our bouncer had no batteries, and buying a top of the line breast pump. I was making lists of what we had, what we needed, and even what we decided we didn't need.
Now, I'm still poor. I'm getting ready to move. But I just can't make myself relax about it. I feel like I have to have everything ready by tomorrow. Its rather unsettling. I've spent hours each day looking for a functional, good looking, and affordable triple stroller since Maggie will run away if not strapped down. Apparently they don't make anything that covers all three categories. And I have just got to get me another crib. But, one that matches. The thought of having two cribs that don't match makes me feel morning sickness all over again. What's with that?
My blessed mother ordered me some books about twins. I finally got my hands on them last night. So, at least now I can start to read and prepare myself a little more mentally. But for heavens sake...I've got to keep myself from nesting until we actually have a house in which to nest. Any advice?