Nesting.

The nesting urge is terrible. I had NO idea it was going to be this intense and utterly irrational. I didn't realize that asking my husband to vacuum at 9:30 at night was going to seem like the perfect way to wrap up an evening following a romantic Thai dinner.

Most of all, I didn't realize that I should have purchased stock in Crate & Barrel and Pottery Barn before getting knocked up. I knew that having a baby was going to be expensive, but good lord, I had no idea that those expenses would include hundreds of dollars in non-baby related decor and picture frames.

Heaven forbid my child be born into a home without photo ledges and wicker baskets stuffed with cozy blankets.