To nest or not to nest

I want to have children and I know my time is running out: I want to have them while my parents are still young enough to take care of them.
Rita Rudner

Babies are being born pretty much every week these days (at least, in our little community, it seems that way). And as Clint and I become more and more surrounded by these little human larvae, I find myself more and more invested in developing better habit patterns, sourcing healthier more natural food, and scoping out the latest baby and child trends. Clint and I realized a weird little habit we've both been developing lately, simultaneously and separately.... we've been nesting.

At least, I think we are. He confesses he's been checking out people's baby gear, asking himself which ones he would use and why. I watch people's parenting styles, wondering what I would employ and why. I've been trying to baby-proof our routine these days too... finding ways to make dinner and do school (which will one day be work) while wondering how a baby would schedule into our lives.

At the same time, I also find myself freakishly frustrated with the world. Do I want to nest in a society that communicates more by type than in person? Do I want a baby to grow up in a world that cares more about convenience than environmental preservation? Do I want to a kid in a world where Snooki gets more attention than the midterm elections?