Nesting and no one cares

So the last week or so have been very stressful for me as I am cataloging all the things that need to get done before the baby arrives.  These are important things too, nothing trivial like needing to organize my linen closet (yes Lydia, that was for you).  Many of the tasks that need done will take me an entire day’s worth of time or only a couple of hours if I had the help of my husband.  However, he doesn’t seem to understand the need or the importance of getting the tasks done.  I am almost 36 weeks along and as you know have been on bed rest due to premature labor…meaning this baby can come at ANY time.  I have been busting my butt trying to get things ready, but I feel I am so behind because with my last pregnancy 1. Josh was deploying so we did a TON of preparation when I was only in my first trimester, before he left. 2. It was out first kid, so we took all the time in the world planning and preparing and 3. I had nothing else to do with my time that I spent hours organizing, shopping and preparing for our little expected one.  I haven’t had any of that with this pregnancy and I am all the sudden feeling very ill prepared.  For example, it had taken me three weeks worth of nagging to get the baby seat put into the car (which happened only a couple of days ago) and I still need the bassinet to be put together so that after my cesarean, I won’t have to walk all the way to the kids room to nurse her. I really need to find something I can wear after I deliver.  Having to do a caesarean, I can guarantee I will not be able to wear pants as the cut is right there at the waistband of most maternity pants sit, so I need a dress/gown.  Simple right?   Oh but I still need to be able to pull the gown down so I can breastfeed.  I can’t afford a nursing gown, so pretty much I will have to take a trip to Wal-Mart and put myself at the mercy of granny robes that actually fit what I need (which yup, still needs to be done).  So I can’t even begin packing my hospital bag, until I have that item.  This doesn’t even cover all the baby items that still need to be purchased, but have to be put off another week or two before the next pay check.  It is really stressing me out that we don’t have an infant tub yet.  Not exactly a necessity, but when I am the one washing the baby, and once again have a huge gash in my belly and the problems from my back, it makes the process doable.  This is such a long freak out rant.  I guess call it crazy mama nesting hormones or whatever, but I need to get this crap done!  Just spent the entire evening setting up diapers in the kid’s room, putting together diaper bags and rearranging and cleaning my room so that when Josh does put the bassinet up, we have a spot for it…which remind me we also have to cover the windows with that plastic stuff due to the awful draft in our room.  See it just never stops!  What stresses you out the most your last couple weeks of pregnancy?