A mad dash to the finish line

Things have hit a frenetic pace here in the last week or so. I am now nearing the 37 1/2 weeks pregnant mark (I guess half weeks are relevant at this point) and I’m on a nesting frenzy. I never experienced this with pregnancy number one, so it’s kind of caught me off guard.

Those who know me well know that my household cleaning standards are pretty relaxed. I’m not a pig, but I don’t sweat a bench that’s not spotless, a couple of things that need to be washed up, or a few items of clothes on the bedroom floor. But now? Watch out, rogue crumb on the bench! Is that a speck of dust on the floor? Quick somebody hold me back! I suddenly have the urge to dust all the picture rails and frame tops.

And everything must be done now. At a blistering fast pace (well as blistering fast as a 37 1/2 week pregnant lady can manage). So this is how clean freaks feel everyday of the week? It’s a mix of virtuous self-congratulations and a eagle-eyed state of readiness. Continue reading