It’s our 11 year anniversary and we just got back from Ashland to see some great theatre at the Oregon Shakespeare Festival. And the city of Ashland is awe-some. We again ate at our favorite restaurant, Tabu, where we.. ahem, shared a glass of wine. Apparently, at this point in the pregnancy, a glass of wine once a month, week or even a day does not hurt the growing fetus. (As stated in this article.) I was completely unaware of this and was immensely scared that should even an ounce of alcohol touch the lips of my wife, our baby would instantly develop some horrible deformation like 3 eyes or 17 tails. (That would actually be kind of cool).
Anyway, this appears to be common knowledge outside the good ol’ US of A. So I find that among this, and many other things (like cesarean sections and home births), we are slightly behind the curve. I find myself wondering again why this is. I think my wife summed it up best when she said, “We are living in a country that loves its family values but doesn’t value its families.” Ouch. To the point and absolutely correct in my opinion.
But I digress. What I originally was going to say is that in my previous declarations to forego alcohol in solidarity with my wife… I was apparently being an ass. Cheers!
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