After spending more than 2 months in bed or on the couch, puking literally 24/7 at the beginning of this pregnancy, I have fresh embarassing moments to reflect on. I honestly don't know when/if my DH cleaned the bathrooms during that 10 weeks- there are 3 of them, and it's a lot of work, plus he's not someone who notices a dirty bathroom. I know that people stopped by and saw at least the downstairs br and were probably justifiably grossed out. I was embarassed, but couldn't do anything about it.
Dirty kitchen floor is another one; with 3 kids, an English Mastiff, one small dog, and 2 inside cats, the floors get gross, fast. I don't know if DH cleaned the floors, either. My mom stopped by and did it a couple of times, but mostly it was nasty. Another really embarassing time for me, having people see a dirty kitchen floor.
I have never been so grateful to feel better in my whole life; now my house is far from being where it was before I got pg, but it's not nasty anymore. Having my kids living in a dirty house was worse than the embarassment, though. I feel so badly for children who grow up in filth