Oh my God Oh my God OH MY GOD.

I am 25 weeks today. At my next doctor's appointment I will be one day shy of 29 weeks. I cannot believe this is happening so fast. After that appointment I will be going to the doctor every two weeks. And then...Then it will be almost here. The inevitability of this crashing down around me. Do you know how hard it is to get things ready when I can't move and lift things around on my own and I have to wait for help?? I can't force hubby to do these things during the week, otherwise, I fear we'd probably kill each other. But we have 2 weekends gone to traveling before Monster3 arrives, and one Saturday where I will have a baby shower to occupy my time. Not to mention at least two more weekends that will involve birthday parties for my niece and nephew.
I am in shock. Like, complete and utter shock. Because I really felt like we had all the time in the world, and while October 30th still feels like it is very far away, it isn't. I have 12 Saturdays and that's not including if the birthday parties are held on Saturdays. I have 13 weekends left before my little man is here.
Thank God hubby and I tackled our living room and bedroom this weekend, and the kitchen/dining room last weekend. But now we have to tackle the hardest part! The back of the house. I'm not too worried about scrubbing the bathroom down, as I do that periodically top to bottom anyway. But I am very worried about getting rid of some of the girls' toys (they have SO MANY) and getting the baby's room done. It is essentially a storage room right now. A room of unwanted items and piles and miles of laundry and clothes to be sorted through. I'm going to have to get to a laundry mat here soon to get all these big items (comforters and blankets and what not) cleaned! I think I'm going to have a panic attack thinking about it. I have to find a place to store items we don't use every day. I'm going to have to get past my pack rat ways and make a huge trip to the dump or Goodwill. I'm going to have to paint the rooms. Dear Lord why have I not worked harder towards tackling all these things???

Oh yeah, because I can barely bend down, am frequently suffering from shortness of breath, and because I don't have the physical ability to do all the moving and lifting myself. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

This has been an "Oh My God" moment, brought to you by the panic induced frenzy of Yours Truly.