Here's another confession for you. My kids were driving me crazy, I alluded to that earlier. So while I was cooking their dinner I opened a can of beer. I figured I could take the edge off with alcohol. I'm sure one of my wise mommy friends gave me that tip.
After two years of trying to conceive, nine months of pregnancy and fifteen months of breastfeeding it seems I can no longer tolerate booze. I've got a pounding headache. Serves me right.
I did a search at Amazon for books about mothers who drink. I came up with several, surprise surprise.
* The Three-Martini Playdate: A Practical Guide to Happy Parenting (Paperback)
* Sippy Cups Are Not for Chardonnay: And Other Things I Had to Learn as a New Mom (Paperback)
* Baby Mix Me a Drink (Baby Be of Use) (Board book)
Perhaps it was my choice of drink. I've never been much of a beer drinker. Cooking sake anyone?