The last supper

Last night, Joe and I went out on what is likely our last true date before we become parents. Not to mention, an excuse to belatedly celebrate my birthday, as well as my last venture out of the house aside from doctors' appointments. (Yep, I'm officially grounded.) Given all these reasons, we thought it was worth the splurge to go somewhere nice, one last time - the kind of place we probably wouldn't bring kids anytime soon. We decided on BLT Steak, which is, in our opinion, the best steakhouse in DC - http://www.bltsteak.com/.

So, I found something to fit into other than sweats and p.j.'s, and off we went into the maternity-free zone... where an 8-1/2-month pregnant woman is something of an exotic urban species. And after thoroughly enjoying our meatfest, the best part of all came at the end of our meal. We waited and waited for our bill, made several attempts to flag down our waiter, and began feeling generally confused as to why he didn't seem to want our money. Then finally, he came over to our table and informed us that our entire bill had been covered by the couple sitting at the table next to us. We were completely taken aback - after all, when do you ever find charity in an expensive restaurant, after you've just had a $200 meal? It was funny because we had barely talked to them - and they left long before we did, so we never even had the chance to thank them. Lesson learned: going out in public while ridiculously pregnant can have its benefits sometimes!

And speaking of ridiculously pregnant... we are posting what may be the last side view anyone will see of me for a long time (online, that is). So, here it is, folks - this is what a twin pregnancy does to you at 34 weeks:

Now, admit it - don't I look like I should have already had a baby weeks ago?! Sigh. At any rate, despite having limited clothing options and a growing backache from carrying around about 10 pounds of baby, we're grateful to have reached some important milestones. After all, I've now made it to age 33 (Jan. 26th), the month of February (today), and 34 weeks of pregnancy (yesterday) - and have still managed to keep those babies cooking! So if our babies were to be born now, they would be small, and might spend some extra time in the hospital - but we feel reassured knowing that they would be just fine. Hopefully we can hang on a little bit longer!