With my first, I heard about nesting and thought it was some serious bullsmurf. I never, once, had the urge to clean - I just did it because it's necessary. Now I'm 35 weeks with my second and I'm pretty sure DH thinks I've gone insane. I'm in total pain but I just clean and clean and clean. It's not even stuff that really needs to be done - I've rearranged every room in the house today and I've been scrubbing the stove thoroughly everyday. I just feel like it absolutely has to be done perfectly right now because Michael would get here at anytime.
I never did with my first...I was living with my parents and we joked that my mom went through it for me. She scrubbed the house floor to ceiling. With this one...I have the desire, but not the energy.