Master a ridiculously fancy, overly complicated dinner recipe. Unless you are some sort of superhero, it's boxed mac and cheese from here on out.
Order the chef's tasting menu. When else will you have five hours and $300 to spare?
Throw a temper tantrum. You want to sit in the front seat but your friend already called shotgun? Someone ate the last snickerdoodle? Piss and moan until you get your way. Kick and scream if you have to. First of all, you're pregnant. Second of all, in a few short years, you'll be on the receiving end.