Java Junkie
Ever since my doctor told me that my amniotic fluid level was low, I have been really pushing my fluid intake. Pregnancy tea, water, Gatorade even coconut milk to up my levels. I also had to give up my one-a-day cup of coffee. Pre-pregnancy I was a three or four cup a day coffee person. My love for the hot or cold drink was just that great. I craved the taste of those fresh ground beans all the time. Add in an active toddler and a hectic schedule and I typically just barely make it with that one cup of java a day.
Now it is gone. I kicked it to the curb temporarily to decrease my risk of dehydration.
Nevertheless, oh how I miss it so. I miss the smell of the grinder and the sound as it whirs those fresh beans to oblivion. I confess to being that person who actually smells the bag of coffee each morning as they open it up just like in the commercials. It is an instant high and always brings a smile to my face. That first cup for me is like the first cigarette that smokers have. I wake up thinking about it and I am not happy until I get some into my system. I was fine too. I swear. I even got a bit smug on day three when I thought, “It’s not so bad this no caffeine thing. I am totally fine! No headaches! Nothing! I guess I wasn’t as addicted as I thought…”
Then I found myself smelling the empty coffee pot today and I know I am in trouble.
