Guinness vs Dr Pepper Zero

So when Gwynnie had a Guinness during her ninth month of pregnancy, I thought it was swell. Cheers, Mrs Martin! If I get preggers again, I will definitely consume more alcohol than I did last time (a total of 4 drinks, I think?). One a month isn't going to hurt anyone, nor is one every other week, I don't think. My mom says when she found out she was pregnant with each of us, the general public's idea of a fitting celebration was to go out and get shnockered. Funny, huh?

Anyway, at this point giving up alcohol in a very general sense doesn't seem to be too hard to bear. But caffeine ... caffeine? Are you joking? At this point I am consuming enough of the substance to stimulate a sober Chris Farley. I sit around and come up with various combinations of caffeinated beverages that I can consume in my day. I just discovered hot tea. (It was only a matter of time before this happened in jolly ol' England.) The stuff is ridiculously good with milk and sweetener. And I just started really drinking coffee in earnest a few months ago.

AND THEN the bastards that make soft drinks came up with this whole Zero ("zed") thing. Again: is this a joke? Because suddenly my fears of sugar overload are completely assuaged and what I'm really dealing with now is fear of caffeine withdrawal should I ever have to give it up. I thought Coke Zed was a gift to My People, but then I tried DP Zed and I'm telling you, this American girl in England has completely lost her shit.

OK, so back to Gwyn and the Guinness ... if I ever do get pregnant, I don't know how I'm going to give up my caffeine. I mean, a serving of caffeine every month or every other week just isn't possible. Part of me tells me to stop now and prevent the overindulgence that will make the separation anxiety even harder. But until I know I have to, I'm going full throttle into the world of OTC addictions. And loving every jittery minute of it.