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In the last weeks of my pregnancy I seemed to lose almost all ability for rational thought. Even though I knew that I could not possibly be pregnant forever, I began to believe that I would be. I felt consumed by my pregnancy; I could not do school work or housework. The only activities I seemed to enjoy were lying on the couch with my favorite blanket, eating and playing with my first son, Noah. Looking back on that time now, I think it was my version of nesting.
About Author: Jennifer Carusone
Jennifer Carusone currently lives in Northwestern Vermont with her husband and two beautiful children. Her passions include midwifery, painting, writing and the outdoors. She wishes to dedicate this article to her loving midwife, Laura. View all posts by Jennifer Carusone