Tonight we went out for a nice romantic Valentine's night dinner. As we sipped our wine and devoured our steaks a strange thought crossed our minds.....
This could be our last supper.
Well, last supper as DINKs (dual income no kids) anyway.
Baby S is 38 weeks now and could be here any minute. This really could be our last romantic dinner our for a very, very, very long time.
The thought was sobering to say the least.
Were we ready for all of this?
We both gulped our wine uncomfortably for a moment and sat in silence.
We could tell that the other was deep in thought and seemed to be weighing our options.
After a few moments we both reached out for each other's hand and looked into the other's eyes.
We're ready :)