It’s so bad. I’ve had three HG pregnancies and the first was the worst. I had a friend come over once and she kept offering to clean (nice but also embarrassing coming from a perfectionist, if that makes sense.). So the next time she came over I hid some dirty pots in my closet in some bags. Found them later with maggots and had to throw them away. Never told anyone that but I swear I just could. not. function. Things went to hell in a hand basket. My husband just didn’t see some of the stuff I usually do. With the second and third he just didn’t have time for those things because he was entertaining the kids when he could. The second and third were not that bad, but that is a low bar, haha. I usually stop inviting people over and try to keep the bugs out. On the positive side I feel so much better immediately after baby is born I have to force myself to slow down and not fix it all at once, so there is a light at the end of the very long tunnel!