I think it’s called nesting. And apparently it’s normal. But I have to admit, the way my people are acting this weekend has thrown me for a loop. It reminds me of that Saturday a couple of months ago when they moved around all the furniture. Except now instead of moving things around, they can’t stop talking about all this new stuff.
Crib, changing table, pack and play…I’ve never heard of any of these things before recently. Yet I’ve managed to gather that a crib is like my doggie bed, changing table is like outside, and a pack and play sounds like a place I can’t wait to investigate. Not to mention the conversations about all of these things seem to get mom and dad pretty excited. I can hear it in their voices, see it in their eyes and even feel it in their heartbeats. They are thrilled, and I’m thrilled to be a part of it all. 
So I didn’t care much for the direction of the conversation today when they got back from a place called Babies ‘R Us. All of the excitement had been replaced with fear and apprehension. About being good parents. About giving the baby everything. About money. Whether our forever home is big enough. They weren’t exactly fighting, but the conversation still made me uncomfortable.
As usual, I wished I could interrupt to remind them of how blessed we are to have each other. To have a roof over our heads. To be alive.
They got there on their own eventually but it felt like it took forever. It’s all relative, dad said. The more you make, the more you pay for things. It goes both ways. And jealousy never does anyone any good. It’s a very lonely word that doesn’t merit any emotional energy. Not when we’re blessed with so much already.
“It is not love that is blind, but jealousy,” British novelist and poet Lawrence Durrell suggested. Well, fortunately for all of us the cloud of blindness has been lifted as the conversation returned to things like cribs, changing tables and pack and plays. I guess it’s called nesting. And (even though it all sounds a bit like a foreign language to me right now) it’s music to my little doggie ears.
Wiley's Wisdom 
After all the nesting, I have a feeling this new kid will be getting a BUNCH of new toys, too! You know what that means… New toys for Wiley!!!
Love and licks,
Cupcake
I like the way you think, dear Cupcake. I do like new toys.
😉 Wiles
Congratulations! I think you are about to have a little brother or little sister!
It’s true! I’m going to get my own little person! I can hardly wait. 🙂
Oh Wiley…Trev was once where you were…I am SO VERY EXCITED for your parents…WAY COOL INDEED!!!! You were the first born, always remember that!!!! You can never be replaced..when you first see that beautiful bouncing baby, your heart will melt and wonder how you could love and adore anything more!!!! Rest in love tonight…and the money thing…there is never enough…but your family has you…Which always means LOVE…you are rich beyond compare!!!! Whenever you need a baby buddy, Trev and I will be there to hold your tiny paws!!!!
I love having so much in common with such a special dog like Trev. It seems (based on pictures and the blog) that Trev and his little people have developed a special bond like only dogs and little people can. He’s an inspiration to me in this way. 🙂 I know you’re right about the joy the little person will bring into the world, and I honestly can’t wait to meet him or her already! I can’t believe I have to wait almost 5 more months! That feels like forever! But I know I’ll get through it all thanks to my baby buddies. Thank you both for being so great. 🙂
Lots of love,
Wiles
5 more months…It will be here in a blink…This miracle, growing and kicking in your mom’s belly is amazing!!!! I got so big towards the end that Trev could barely fit on my lap…just just keep hanging on tight and do some puppy push up to keep those legs strong…Trev thought the more he would push towards my knees the more traction he was able to get!!!! He never gave up!!!! Cara & Trev 🙂
Life is most definitely a miracle. Like Trev, I find myself drawn to it and will need to heed his advice to keep my legs strong so I can hang on tight. I too will never give up. 🙂 Lots of love to both of you Cara and Trev! 🙂
Despite the worries, Wiley’s parents are definitely lucky to be expecting 🙂 Lucky!
What’s that Bob Marley says? Don’t worry, be happy? I think that should be our philosophy around here from now on. 🙂
even if you don’t have money to spend in stores, mums still nest; we run around cleaning, sewing, rearranging, fill the freezer with meals….
Yes, I think you’re right. Nesting is a state of mind and I think our little person is lucky to have these people caring so much to make way appropriately. 🙂
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This all feels so long ago already!