I think the only time in my life I was a coffee drinker was when I was a child and they had free coffee at church. My little brother and I would sneak some in a Styrofoam cup and top it off with loads of sugar and water from the fountain. As I grew and stopped attending church with my mom I stopped my little Sunday binge of watered-down sugar coffee.
And then entered Mommyhood. I've had the occasional Starbucks as a young adult and woman but the steep prices mean it's a rare treat for me. And I usually get the frappucinos anyway. My husband usually just drinks coffee at work and thus concludes that we never have coffee in our house...
Except every Christmas someone gives my husband coffee.
The past years I enjoyed smelling the grounds (seriously they smell SO good) but left the drinking to my hubby. And then several weeks ago he made a pot... and I made a cup... and I realized how wired it made me feel.................... and I realized WHY parents need this stuff.
It's addictive. Seriously. And it tastes so good. I like mine with two spoons of sugar and 1/4 of my cup is creamer so it is more of a milky, sweet drink. I hate the bitter taste of the grounds but add a little creamer and it is delicious.
This is probably no news to you but to a young mom who is an insomniac and gets up before dawn it is huge news! It all makes so much sense now. And if I ever ridiculed, teased or made fun of you for drinking coffee like your very life depended on it to make it through the day I humbly bow before you in forgiveness!
Now someone just needs to explain to Daniel he can't make the coffee in the evening but in the morning!