I was a bad drinker.
Like, right from the get-go.
I never drank in moderation. I drank to get drunk.
When I was 22, I found out that I was pregnant with my daughter, so my liver got a much needed break. I didn’t drink during pregnancy or while I was nursing and only had a few drunken nights in the years after I’d quit breastfeeding, and before getting pregnant with my son.Read More...