While being a guy should probably automatically disqualify me from writing this post, I've been through three pregnancies' worth of dates with my wife and have held back at the bar countless times out of respect to her when my insides were screaming PLEASE GOD JUST ONE SLUG FROM THAT PATRON BOTTLE.
So, for all you moms who can't hit the sauce, we've got your mocktail salvation after the jump.
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