How I Came to Love Coffee
Coffee.
I like mine sugared up and not too strong, but I need a cup every morning to get me going.
It wasn’t always that way, though. In fact, I didn’t really start drinking coffee until after my third child was born. Before that, I might have gone in Starbucks occasionally and gotten a caramel laden macchiato or a vanilla latte with extra vanilla, but it certainly was not an everyday happening. As my husband and I both became more coffee dependent, however, we invested in a Keurig single cup coffeemaker so he could have his super strong, dark roasted stuff and I could still have my sweet, light roasted goodness. Now, it is an every morning habit that I wold sorely miss if it was not available.
So what changed? How did I go from non-coffee drinker to coffee dependent? As I mentioned, it happen after I had my third daughter. She was born exactly two weeks before my oldest daughter started kindergarten. My middle one started preschool three days a week just a couple weeks after that. Admittedly, it was a pretty tough time for me.
Having a newborn is a HUGE change all by itself. Throw in two more kids, a rocky start to kindergarten, some postpartum emotions and, well, I was a mess. I needed something - anything - for a little extra boost to survive those days. Hence, my coffee addiction was born.
It’s amazing, isn’t it, how much having kids changes us? Some of the changes are expected like physical ones or lack of sleep. Others, like coffee becoming an essential part of the morning routine, are more gradual and a little less predictable.
My three daughters have certainly changed many things in me and in my life. They have taught me just how much I can love another human being. They have created a previously unimaginable sense of responsibility that I actually don’t mind at all. They have taught me that I have strength beyond measure. They have taught me that I can melt instantaneously just because of a hug. They have changed my perspective of the world because I get to see it through their eyes now, too. They have taught me an entirely new level of worry and joy and frustration and happiness.
They have taught me to find bliss in some early morning quiet time, a good ol’ cup a’ joe, and the sound of little feet coming pitter patter down the hall. For all these lessons and changes, I am so very, very grateful.
This post was inspired by a prompt in A Place To Start, an e-book written by my blog friend Tricia of Raising Humans. I received the book for free when I signed up for her monthly newsletter and you can, too! Just head over to her blog and sign up!
22 comments:
I still am not a huge coffee drinker and when I was younger and worked in an office I would drink occasionally, but I would much rather tea or even hot chocolate out of my Keurig if anything. Don't get me wrong, I have a cup every now and again, but never been hooked on it myself.
Oh my goodness I so get this. I cut back on coffee during each pregnancy but came back to it stronger after each birth. Yes indeed there is something about the overwhelming experience of motherhood that sort of demands coffee! Love reading this and seeing where you took that prompt!! :)
It's probably not a good addiction! It would be healthier if I drank tea, but I have never acquired a taste for it.
Thanks for the prompt!
It is no secret how we feel about coffee. Meaning how much we love it. Probably too much, but you only have a problem if you actually admit it, right?! ;)-The Dose Girls
Cool prompt!
For me, I have ALWAYS loved coffee. Deeply. However, most of the time it made me feel a little sick or shaky. Not terribly, but enough to note.
In my mid 20's, my then-boyfriend taught me something special about people who love the taste of coffee but don't depend on the caffeine benefits. Decaf. To most, that's a dirty word. To me, it's magic.
I started drinking coffee when I started dating my wife. I would sit with her mom and have coffee when I visited.
That's a sweet story!
Aw, I loved that! And? I totally love coffee. When I have a rare morning where I can really savor it, I feel so, so grateful. :)
I am always grateful for coffee, but it's even better when I can drink it slowly and alone! :-)
I've never been able to handle coffee, but my mom always drank it while we were growing up. I learned how to brew it for her, so she could have it when she got up. To this day the smell of coffee brings back those memories to me, so it's a good smell, but I still can't drink it.
My mom loves the smell of it, too, but she doesn't drink it.
I'm not a coffee drinker, but I LOVE my diet coke I believe just as much as coffee drinkers love their coffee. :)
I don't think I could survive ONE morning without my coffee! I like it rich and black and as bold as can be!!! I also add about a pound of sugar in it to boot!! I must admit- it has gotten darker and stronger as the parenting journey began and continued!! Such a sweet post Lisa!!
I need my coffee so so badly. My coffee makers have always died, and now, mine doesn't have a self timer, and my husband has to turn it on... and when he forgets, I'm heartbroken...
I cannot live without coffee but I use instant coffee. With lukewarm water.:)
I have several friends who do the Coke/Diet Coke/Mountain Dew thing for their caffeine fix. Whatever works! :-)
I can't can't quite take it super dark, but my hubby drinks it that way. A morning without coffee is not a good morning!
I love my Keurig. My hubby drink his dark & black - no sugar, no cream. I can't take it like that, so I get the vanilla flavored ones, or mochas. If our Keurig dies, I will be heartbroken and I will immediately go purchase a new one!
My parents don't drink coffee, so when I go to their house I take some instant for myself. Just can't live without it!
I look forward to my first (second) cup of coffee each morning. It's the symbol of a new start, and is especially delish when devoured in quiet!
Oh, yes! It tastes so much better in the silence! :-)
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