"You were a race car driver in a past life, you had to have been," she teased with a tight smile as she got out of the car. Strangely enough, aside from the overwhelming OH MY GOD OW of the contractions, the rest of the pain wasn't that bad. Uncomfortable as all get out and she'd kill for a couple ibuprofen, but since she probably couldn't get any drugs until the hit her with the painkillers for delivery... she'd actually be able to deal.
"Is it sad that my first thought just now after 'ow' was when I'll be able to drink again?"
Because seriously, she missed it. Not that she got rip-roaring drunk that often... or ever... but dammit, she missed the being able to make a conscious decision not to drink!