A few months ago, I wrote about enjoying decaf... But I've gone back to regular coffee, and I think I want to quit. It's become quite a big deal to me. Here's why...
Back in 2013, I broke up with coffee as soon as I found out I had a little one on the way. For fourteen straight months (pregnant and then doing that nursing thang), I steered clear of caffeine completely.
Fast forward to February 2015. We were out to brunch with friends one Sunday when I finally decided to allow myself a cappuccino. There's only one word to describe how I felt after devouring it: clear. Everything seemed so clear to me! I was walking around in a silky smooth world of crystal clear thoughts. (Strange that I didn't feel energetic?)
So, just like that, I was back to drinking the good stuff on a daily basis. Just as quickly, I started wanting to drop it again...
First, the interrupted sleep. I stopped sleeping as soundly and found myself awake at 2am one night. For no reason! A new mom's hell is being awake in the middle of the night when your baby is fast asleep. Have I mentioned that sleep is my priority numero uno? :-) Then, the psychological pull. It annoys me to want to quit something and not be able to do it instantly. That little pull to have an afternoon coffee irks me. Cue my inner control freak, right? I've started equating coffee with weakness, as ridiculous as that sounds.
I want to be coffee free, but it's hard, I tell you!
I've started dabbling in green juice and tea, but I still give in to a cup of joe very early in the morning. Because, you know, the baby.
Abraham Lincoln was as confused as I was. That wise man once said:
"If this is coffee, please bring me some tea; but if this is tea, please bring me some coffee."
What say you: coffee or no coffee? Or who cares?