Bad Mum!
14 January 2007, 08:02
So we went to a first birthday party yesterday, for the child of a guy McG works with. I had a champagne. Thinking I’d have just one. I got a bit over-excited. Met a few girls from the mum’s mothers group who were uber-cool and next thing I know it’s 8pm, I’ve polished off, like, 8 or so champers and I’m (a little bit) drunk. Not the throwing up in the gutter, picking fights with the neighbours kind of drunk, but rather an excitable, don’t quite remember leaving the party or thanking the hosts kind of drunk.
When we got home, I breastfed. I sat on the chair with my head spinning, dropping off to a stuporous sleep, with Scout on my lap taking a nice, decent swig of my champagne-infested milk. She passed out at about 9pm, and she’s still asleep. Hope I haven’t killed too many of her brain cells…
I feel a bit guilty, but probably not as much as I should. I’ve been so careful with not drinking and breastfeeding, I figure a slip-up here and there can’t be disastrous. Surely.
Except if my poor little girl is nursing a hangover today. Bad Mum…
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