I’m still bouncing back and my “baby” turns 34 next month.
When I was expecting my first, another lady I worked with was pregnant at the same time. She bragged on how she was living on coffee and cigarettes, and how she was losing weight during the pregnancy.
On my last day of work, we heard she had been admitted to the hospital with pre-term labor. Her baby did not make it. I can't help but think that not feeding him properly in utero had something to do with it.