Nesting in my Cave

The last 2 days have flown by. I seem to have hit my nesting phase, and I have been using every spare bit of energy I have (not much really) to deep clean and prepare a space for the little one that will join our family in 5 weeks.* R was QUITE bummed that I moved his sock and underwear drawer down by one. He does not want to share a dresser. I thought he could sacrifice ONE DRAWER for the baby, but he is quite adament. Right now his underpants are in the baby drawer with freshly washed 0-3 month outfits, sleepers, and onesies. I move his underpants out, he moves them back. He eventually offered me the bottom drawer. Thanks, buddy.
In the midst of all this nesting I haven't left my house. Not even out to the trash dumpster or mailbox. Yesterday was even a super warm 40 degree day. E took the kids out to release some energy, but I was grateful for a few quiet minutes. Tomorrow I better make SOME effort to get fresh air...

*I hesitate to type this because I am afraid I will jinx a safe arrival. Who knew that the anxieties of being pregnant got worse as the # of children increased? Only every mother I've talked to. :) We pray for him daily and know that our loving Heavenly Father has a plan for us and everything will work out.