NESTING POWERS ACTIVATE! ...Bacteria Beware

Is there a such thing as a rational, nesting mother-to-be?

*Everything must be disinfected.  Even the silverware holder for some reason.  Even the stuffed animals on my bed.  Even the walls.
*My toenails must be painted, my fingernails filed.  This is perhaps the strangest nesting symptom.
*The floors must be cleaned, vacuumed, and mopped.
*It is not possible to have too much of anything.  I've stocked up on waterproof matress pads, waterproof bassinett pads, crib and bassinett sheets, changing table covers, baby med. supplies, socks, bibs, etc. etc. etc. etc.  I still plan on getting some more things.
*I am reading and learning everything I can about SIDS and everything on the market I can possibly get my hands on to reduce atLEAST my anxiety.
*And all these things must be accomplished NOW.  NOW NOW NOW.  Just in case Adry wakes up one day in one of those crazy and impulsive Sanders moods and decides that an early arrival into the world is a fine idea.  (And, might I add, if he asked me about it beforehand I would only half-heartedly tell him it's best to stay inside until he's more prepared.  I would end off the conversation with, 'but you do what you have to do.  You are my son and I'll love you no matter what.' and i'd seal it with a wink.)

Motherhood,
I am ready for you!!  Bring. it. on.  (please)
LoveJess