In my second trimester, I chugged this stuff down like you wouldn't believe. And the full-fat, delicious kind, too.
I thought those days were over, but this morning I woke up craving it like no other. Since Kevin was at work and couldn't get it for me, I bundled myself up like Randy's little brother on The Christmas Story, put on my rain boots, and risked the icy roads to make a trip to Harps to get some.
So worth it.