Drinking that late on was outlawed in our household.

There was no way I was going to have a drunk in the labour ward with me. I really can't think of anything worse than going through that with him standing next to me reeking of Jim Beam.

My DF was happy to go along with it. This rule only came into force when I hit 37 weeks.

I was however a little paranoid about drinking and pregnancy because of the story of a girl I used to work with.

She got pre eclampsia which very quickly went into eclampsia. She was in a lot of pain as her organs were starting to be affected and all her drunk husband could say to her was - it can't be the baby it's way too early, it must be something you've eaten. Fair enough she was only in the second tri. Her mum came and took her to hossy (1. because he didn't think there was anything wrong & 2. because he was way to drunk to be behind the wheel) and she had an emergency c section soon after while he was sleeping it off at home. I think he just might've copped an earful when she recovered many weeks later.