I have had a cognitive based wish to get somethings sorted before now, but yesterday I found myself doing a full shop by myself (hubby working this weekend) followed by putting it away hoovering up and downstairs and tackling the windows. I then went shopping for 4 hours with a friend to get baby and hospital bag done. That took from about 9am-4.30 yesterday....then I started getting bh contractions ++ and seriously wondered whether I had the energy to drive my friend home and get back to my base. Had a couple of starey-eyed hours on the couch last night, hubby couldn't get any sense out of me. Then woke out of a deep sleep at 3 am this morning with wanting to wash the carpet. Once downstairs I realised that was daft and sat starey-eyed looking up stuff about babies til nearly 6 (why didn't i just go back to sleep) but whilst I was awake during the night I very nearly made a batch of muffins, if I thought it wouldn't wake hubby and the dog I probably would have. I still feel totally blasted, but at least I know I could get up the stairs if I needed, an hour ago I would have said no way. Note to self: however much you want to sort the house for baby don't go at it hammer and tongs for 7 hours and not expect to crash and burn. Okay, must be feeling better to have typed so much. Will pad out to the kitchen to get some more dairy milk and a cuppa me thinks (to keep up my strength, don't ya know...lol!)