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Nesting is an amazing, powerful force as any pregnant woman can tell you (and probably the husbands and partners of said pregnant women would agree with me).

Grout is my demise.  To me, every tiled surface, whether it be floor or counter, looks filthy and must scrubbed immediately (I had this with my first pregnancy too).  Closets have also been reorganized, kitchen pantry has been sorted through, Sawyer’s cars/trains/airplanes now have homes, and front yard roses ripped out (sorry Deirdre!).  I had an “episode” last week where I could not stop cleaning the kitchen and Beau had to grab me by the shoulders and tell me to go to sleep.

I think I have gotten to a place where I can relax a little more on the cleaning frenzy.  It is just maintenance mode at this point, a touch up here or there on the grout, maybe, because it is countdown time!  Only a week to go until my due date, which pretty much means this baby can come at any time and my house can and will immediately transform into a disaster.