One old wive's tale is that you know the baby coming soon when the nesting instinct kicks in. Well, I think it is true! I can't believe how hard it has hit me.
I am not the tidiest person in the world, but lately even small messes have been bothering me. I feel like I can't sit still, and I am always thinking of things that need to be done. I have been emptying the dishwasher on a regular basis (even with no dishes waiting in the sink), taking out the garbage (which is normally rare but especially rare over my months and months of puking) and doing all sorts of household chores that I have NEVER been inspired to do before unless someone was coming over.
The night after the shower, I was like a whirling dervish. I harassed (literally) Adam into moving a bookshelf for me so that I had somewhere to stack all of the gifts. I was running back and forth between the rooms, sorting and stacking and organizing. He had to practically force me to sit down and rest at one point, because I couldn't stop! I was almost picking imaginary lint off of the floor!
The change has been so noticable, that Adam has commented on it many times. He keeps asking me, "What happened to you? I mean, this is nice and all, but are you OK?" I told him, "My mother always said, when you need to keep the house clean, you will." I have always believed that, but I guess he didn't think I had it in me!
P.S. Adam has been exhibiting the male form of nesting. This involves lots of napping, and going out on his boat. (Don't get mad anyone, I am just kidding. Adam does a lot around here. Just not lately :) )