When I was pregnant with my first daughter four years ago, a craving for chocolate milkshakes grabbed hold of me. I blissfully spent my pregnancy drinking shake after shake. When I was in the hospital for the delivery, a nurse asked whether I had tried milkshakes all around town and wanted to know where I found my favorite one. I stared at her and then slapped my forehead. What a wasted opportunity! How could I have been so lazy all those months with my boring, lame milkshake choices? I hadn't paid attention and would just grab anything — and this during a time when... More >>>