nesting

Nesting. Before I had kids I would have laughed this off as another one of those things that people make up but honest to goodness it's true. I remember it happening with Henry and sure enough last week I had a sudden urge to get things in order around our house. For months, I've been doing a fairly good job of denying that I'm actually pregnant but last Wednesday (yes, I remember the day) I was overcome with the feeling that this baby is coming and all my other priorities seemed to fade away.

A Proper Rabbit, Oh Albatross

You might remember that I made this list a few weeks ago about what I hoped to achieve before the baby came:

  • Take stroller to bike repair shop and get brake fixed.
  • Go through above mentioned boxes of baby clothes and sort and clean as necessary.
  • Stock up on diapers, wipes, laundry detergent and other things newborns need lots of.
  • Clean and install infant baby seat.
  • Buy some new change table covers, a new mobile for above the crib, new sheets and an Ergo carrier.
  • Apply for my maternity/parental leave benefits.
  • Make sure we have all the supplies we need for a home birth.
  • Prepare and put meals in the freezer.
  • Buy some good nursing bras. (Does such a thing exist?)
  • Get bassinet cleaned and ready for our bedroom.
  • Design, decorate and get Henry moved over to his new bedroom. (Gulp!)
  • Treat myself to one of these new diaper bags (unless someone else wants to buy one for me!)

As you can see, I'm slowly getting there. By the end of this weekend I hope to have Henry into his new bedroom, my mother-in-law Carole kindly agreed to buy the diaper bag for me (thanks Carole!) and based on your suggestions I found some great nursing bras. In fact, Evymama which has an amazing selection of sexy and practical nursing bras along with other things pregnant and nursing mums need has come on as a sponsor of this blog. I also picked up my Ergo carrier through them.

Finally, I purchased two new books last week. Pamela Druckerman's Bringing up Bebe and Karen Le Billon's French Kids Eat Everthing (And Yours Can Too!) based on an excerpt I read on the blog The Sweet Potato Chronicles.

Both books deal with the way French mothers raise their children. I admit that after reading this blurb on Druckerman's book jacket I wanted to learn more.

The French children Druckerman knows sleep through the night at two or three months old while those of her American friends take a year or more. French kids eat well-rounded meals that are more likely to include braised leeks than chicken nuggets. And while her American friends spend their visits resolving spats between their kids, her French friends sip coffee while the kids play.

It's true in North America (and perhaps elsewhere??) that parenting has taken on an absurd reality in recent years. It's been called everything from overparenting to helicopter parenting to kindergarchy. I'm intrigued to read and learn about a different way of raising kids and if I can get Henry to eat mussels and endive salads in the process than Hallelujah! Have any of you read these books? Do your kids eat anything you put in front of them or are they picky eaters?