Ha ha!
I saw this today and could relate...
Those who know me also know I rarely drink...but there is something about not being "allowed" to drink for almost two years now (2 pregnancies and nursing) that is making me want a drink, like, NOW.
A couple of sips of champagne usually knock me out (and up) so I'm a lightweight by nature, too...but everytime Trav so much as grabs a beer out of the fridge I feel a pang of envy.
Maybe it's because I'm not allowed to have one, maybe it's because I've had a drought, maybe it's because I need something to calm me down so I can relax and stop being so "mommy" all the time.
Whatever it is, I'm asking my Doula to bring me some vodka and olives to the birth so I can celebrate before baby starts nursing. (Ok not really -- but a girl can dream can't she?)
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