One of the minor, unexpected perks of being an expectant father is that you have a built-in, pre-determined designated driver.
I realized this earlier tonight when a friend and new father (congratulations, Joad and Sarah!) offered me a beer. Alison was unable to drink on account of being all sorts of pregnant, so yes, I would love a beer.
There are a few considerations for your indentured driver. First, if you drink too much you will look extra sloppy on account of her being completely sober. Second, her hormones may cause her to detest you for any drunkenness or social behavior which may cause misgivings about your suitability as a parent. Third, she will tire more easily and will want to leave a social environment before you do so you may not be able to drink for very long.
Otherwise, in moderation, enjoy!
Pregnant woman = designated driver
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Drinking for three.
Yeah, so there's the fact she'll drive, want to leave earlier than you, but also... you've got to cover for her.
Try going to a party before you tell everyone, and you have to cover for her... That means you drink her drinks. So that's drinking for two (normally, but now it's three)
I live vicariously through my husband. When we go to dinner, I demand that he order a long island ice tea. I know its one of his favorite and therefore he will enjoy it while I sit there and sip on my lame O'douls...In the mean time, my wine fridge is being stocked weekly with a new addition to enjoy-er with others of course-when the baby is born!
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