Don't call DCFS just yet.
10:17 a.m. - 2005-05-16
Okay, enough already. I've had it up to my eyeballs with the (well-meaning) advice.
No, no. Not from you, internet. I really appreciate hearing your opinions and well-researched information. It's the dimwits at work who are driving me insane.
Take, for instance, the second grade teacher who just harrassed me for carrying a Coke to my room. "Is that COKE? You're not supposed to be drinking COKE! It's bad for the baby!"
Stupidly, I tried to defend myself. "Well, my doctor said that one or two a day isn't a problem, and I need a little caffiene to keep from having terrible migraines..."
"But are you really limiting yourself to one a day? You need to get yourself some water or orange juice or something instead. I can't believe you're drinking COKE!"
I'm so ready to get away from this place. Alan has enough sense to keep his mouth shut--especially since he knows that I'm not going to do anything to conciously put the baby in harm's way. Jesus.
Now, please excuse me while I finish mainlining the rest of this heroin.