Nesting....

I'll be the first to admit that cleaning is never on my top list of priorities.  I am the kind of housewife who waits until the washing basket is overflowing then I proceed to curse myself for being so lazy.  I am the kind who has the rotten potatoes in the crisper in the fridge and most certainly the one who is sure there is a monster underneath our couch who kidnaps toys and collects a ridiculous amount of dust.  I fold washing and take 2 days to put away and I never ever iron for the fun of it....if we're lucky, I'll iron before we go out while everyone stands in their undies waiting for their clothes!

Yep - that's me....the real me....the not-pregnant me.

But I'm 35 weeks pregnant....I've changed.

Being pregnant has given me the nesting bug overload.  Today I have sorted toys, placed puzzles in special bags to ensure their pieces aren't lost, made pencil cases for Macie's ever-growing pen/pencil collection and I even put her dress up clothes on hangers.  Yep you heard me right.

Then when I thought I would just spend the afternoon cleaning the skirting boards.....my husbo brings me home an industrial couch cleaner that his parents have been using to clean their house from the flood.  Could I have kissed him?  Yes.  Could I have kissed the Cleaner?  Yes.  Oh you betcha.

Two and a half hours later......and my nesting is satisfied. 

Take my advice though.....never ever buy yourself a cream couch.  It was the most beautiful thing I had seen....until we had children.  Now it's stains from baby vomit, blue crayons, vegemite and chocolate biscuits all tell a story.....and the moral to that story?  Listen to your husbo when he tells you that a cream couch is not a good idea!!

Did you nest?  What was the craziest thing you did??