Not weird, but unexpectedly impactful:
When I worked for SmugMug, they used to send me and my husband out for a special dinner to celebrate on occasion. We celebrated the news of our first pregnancy with fondue. Our server brought out dessert with a blue candle and a pink candle since we didn’t yet know the gender of our baby.
I miscarried a few weeks later and I’m still grateful we truly celebrated that life, however fleeting.