The Last Supper

What do you do when you start having contractions (or as Sheila would say, when you enter Contraction City)? That's right, you go out for one last big dinner.

Then you head right home, pack the car and go to sleep before sunset. Not because you're freaked out by the onslaught of recent, terrible vampire movies, but because, honestly, this might be the last good night's sleep for a long time.