36 weeks. Just losing my shit trying to keep my house clean and apparently my fiancé thinks I have some bad juju like thought that if I go into labor with the house messy I’m going to die or something. No if I go into labor with a messy house I will lose my shit! My house never feels clean anymore and I’m constantly cleaning. But id hate for a man to lift a finger. 36 weeks have never felt so angering and emotional!