I think my body is starting to gear up for nesting. I look at my house and all I see is dirt and dust and grime. And the weird thing is that I WANT to clean it. However, I’m too exhausted, too sick and too emotionally unstable at this point and time to tackle any of it. But I see it and it bothers me, and I am sooo not used to that. I am NOT a neat freak. In fact, I can go several weeks without doing the dishes or the laundry and be perfectly content with myself. My husband on the other hand would have / has had a complete meltdown when that happens. He’s already mentioned that he’s really looking forward to when my nesting kicks in, and I can only imagine the bliss that he will be in when our house is immaculate.