I'm 38 weeks pregnant but my husband has made plans to go to his buddy's house for a party this Saturday. He said he wants one last night out with the boys and I completely understand that because lets face it, our life is about to be turned upside down. But on the other hand if I go into labor at home and he's drunk, he'll miss the birth of our child. He'll also have the car so I'll be relying on his mother for a ride if the need arises. Just the thought of him going makes me wanna cry but I don't want to tell him not to go because he hardly ever hangs out with his friends. I certainly feel like I need to eat an entire tub of Moose tracks to calm my nerves right now but I can't because gestational diabetes is stupid. Why couldn't he have decided to do this weeks ago? Its It's not like his friends don't kill their livers every weekend. 😖