What I miss most...

I was never a heavy coffee drinker until about 2 years ago. Then, one day at a time I slowly found a new love in my life. I loved waking up in the morning and brewing a fresh pot. For me, there was nothing better than a quiet, dark, early morning with a nice cup of hot coffee. Before we started trying to get pregnant, I began to wein myself off of the morning awakener slowly. Hearing awful stories about caffiene withdrawals was enough to make me quit early! Walking into our office every morning with the smell of a fresh pot of coffee was a tease! After we found out we were pregnant, that smell every morning hit me like a ton of bricks. Now, that's not to say that I haven't enjoyed a cup here or there. In fact, around my 15-16 week mark, I was having horrible headaches that could only seem to be cured by a small dose of my liquid energy! With the doctor's ok I would enjoy that cup of coffee and make it last as long as I could. Now, with my headaches mostly gone, I'm back to pretending that coffee doesn't exist. Somehow, a cup of decaf just doesn't get the jobs done on those mornings when you could use a good kick in the pants.  Oh coffee...I miss you the most!