Nesting comes to mind. There’s nothing like painting the chair rail at 2AM, followed by handpainting a tulip border around the baby’s room for 2 wks straight, followed by a meticulous sponge paint job over the whole room to give it that earthy feel. The comfort of my beloved while I was away nursing the baby was a real concern to me…..so he needed me to handcut 400 some shapes and handstitch him a Q-size quilt. (pheww….how I hate that quilt now:blink: )
Other than that…..I seemed to have a problem holding on to things. I dropped everything!! That was a dead giveaway. If things started crashing to the floor at all hours of the day…….”MOM’S PREGNANT!”
Scrambled eggs on my plate while standing up, milk in a glass, keys, books, mascara, babies……no, just kidding, never dropped one of them. :silly: