Nesting?

what is this nesting business? Is that what I'm doing? I'm becoming obsessed with getting as much done as possible in our house before Ezekiel gets here. I desperately wish that Amanda was having an easy pregnancy. I think every day about how much emotional distress she is in, and I wish I could bear some of it for her. It surprises me how intensely I care for her, but it's because she is making her ultimate sacrifice for us. I wish she weren't suffering so, but if she weren't, then we wouldn't be where we are now. I just think it's brutal that she is not only dealing with the emotional pain of the adoption, but she is suffering in such a physical way right now as well. She is back home now, but has to take medication every 6 hours, and she has another doctor appointment on Wednesday. And thats all I know. It sucks to know barely anything. I feel so isolated. When we came home from church, and what I knew was that she was in the hospital again, I felt the need to get stuff done, so I frantically washed the dishes and started some laundry, and made dinner. I ordered her bracelet and made a list of all the stuff that I, now, urgently need to do tomorrow. I was looking for more things that I can do, that will then be done before he comes. I finished filing all the bills and organizing the bookshelves last week, and I worked in the backyard and the garage on Saturday. There are so many projects that I want to get done before he comes, and now I'm even more motivated to do as much as I can. I guess this frenzied get-as-much-done-as-I-can me is what they call "nesting", but that doesn't really seem to fit, to me. It's more like, crazy.