So, this funny thing happened. My child didn’t come on his due date… last Wednesday incase you haven’t heard. Or near his due date, he actually still hasn’t come as of yet… it’s Tuesday ( and since I pretty much have some contractions all the time, I just tell everyone I’m always in labor, though right now I’m having some pretty good ones, so you never know). 🙂 However, the point of the story is nesting, so let me get there. See the thing is I’m a planner by nature– I cannot always comment for the execution of my plans, but I have them. And on large issues (such as having a child, I usually finish them in a timely manner). So, as for being ready to have a baby- I was good and ready by about 39 weeks. And I can definitely now say, I am ready in areas I never even intended to be, since he’s pretty much a week late.

But even though I’m good and ready, the nesting instinct will not go away… So, I’ve been baking (like a fat person) seriously…. I was baking around 39 weeks because I was starting to run out of things to do- I had made cakes, homemade cinnamon rolls, cookies, the list goes on. But last Wed/Thursday I had light timely contractions for like 16 straight hours and thought I might be on the edge of labor… so I of course decided to bake some more to take my mind off things and because I read a few blogs that say baked goods can help make the nurses be more friendly to you. So, I made cookies with full intentions of giving them to the nurses.

Needless to say my contractions failed to bring about a child, so I had a large batch of chocolate chip cookies, and after 3 days when I had yet to go into true labor- they went into the freezer, because noone likes stale CCC. However, since the cookies weren’t technically for me, I decided I needed to make a recipe I found on pinterest. Dark chocolate orange coconut haystack things minus the almonds and yes these were for me. These are so right up my ally and they were easy to make and delicious.

But then I decided Jake really needed a dessert that I could freeze that he could he eat post baby. So, last night I made the thing he’s been begging me to make. Pumpkin Whoopie Pies Amish style. After we visited Amish country last month Jake has been talking about them, so I found a recipe and last night at like 9 pm I started baking them. I used a different filling recipe, one that seemed more true to the way they make them in Lancaster. And while I had a few licks last night as I made them, I did not have a whole pie. I asked Jake before he went to bed, how many he wanted me to keep out, and he said 2. So, I kept out 2 for him and 1 for me. I did not even set them all together…. and when I woke up this morning ALL 3 WERE GONE. He had taken them to work. I about freaked out, I text him right away and he just blew it off with the whole “oh I thought they were all for me routine”. I somehow played it cool despite the fact that I am 10 months and 1 week pregnant and was definitely eating that for part of my breakfast (the unhealthy part), but the point of the story is not whoopie pies— though Jake said he shared them at work and people said it was the best thing they’d ever tasted.
The point is nesting…. you can do it all or you can do nothing, and you will still HAVE to find something to do. I definitely have more things in my freezer than I’ve ever had before. I just think it’s crazy how God made hormones and the body work to give such surges of energy to complete tasks. I just hope some of that carries over post baby.

And I hope this baby comes soon, because the last thing I need is another batch of dessert, but if he doesn’t come soon- I know I’ll start making something. So, here is to IMMINENT labor (please), amazing hormones, and whoopie pies.

And a tiny bit of belly, I couldn’t quite get out of the photo. 🙂