Last B-day before giving birth myself

A friend asked me to post about what I'd done for my birthday, which was the last of my pre-mom life. We're very low key about birthdays, and I'd actually forgotten until I received a B-day email from a friend. Anyway, I decided to treat myself by trying to recreate a family tradition of tea and cookies that I enjoyed as a child. I'm trying to avoid sugar and have given up black tea, so it had been a while. I got some decaf Earl Grey and a package of oatmeal raisin cookies. I also got a can of condensed milk, because I thought it might give the tea a flavor more similar to what I remember from Africa. I invited MBH, who works in the same building as me, to come and have an afternoon break with me. It was nice, but I must say that tea never, never tastes like what I remember, and the cookies were too sweet. I didn't actually think very much about the fact that I was celebrating something that I'd soon be experiencing from a very different perspective. Too bad, I might have done something more profound than giving myself and Juju a sugar crash.