i'm getting to the point now where

I literally cannot contain my excitement! What's worse is that people around me are getting excited too so there are a lot of people just bouncing off the walls. who should rain on my parade but dh. i know that he's busy but man- trying to get him to do anything in preparation for the baby's arrival is like pulling teeth- especially in the cleaning venue. otherwise he's sweet and supportive, but man oh man- ask him to move something and he's like "you're jumping the gun, we still have more than 9 weeks"...apparently "due date" to him means deadline. I swear, he'll still be "we still have timing" me when she's crowning. our car needs to be taken to the shop, we haven't picked up our crib yet or our recliner/rocker...notta. like i can go pick up a recliner by myself. lmao. is it too late to strangle him?