Many times, during my wife’s pregnancies, she was unable to keep food down. I’d take her out to a nice restaurant for lunch. She’d be starving, from being unable to eat. She’d eat a nice meal. I’d pay a nice meal price. We’d leave. She’d lose it. The meal came with no guarantees. I was out the money. It couldn’t be recovered. But I dare say that taking a discouraged, hungry, expectant mother out to encourage her and show her that you love her isn’t a waste. It’s really a pretty smart move.