"The Bean"
[February 2006 prompt :: coffee]
I'll never understand how I survived it for all those months. The first trimester was the hardest, to be totally honest.
No, if I'm honest, it was worst when I was trying to get pregnant. The stress of worrying whether or not the hormone therapy and the turkey baster trials were working? It was so intensified by the lack of caffeine…and alcohol.
I'd always heard the stories about how pregnancy can make the caffeine withdrawals really easy…or really hard. Hell would have been a vacation in juxtaposition to my pain.
And it got no better as the pregnancy progressed. Actually, that's a lie. I didn't worry about the lack of caffeine once the morning sickness and weight gain kicked in.
And then after Rose was born, I'd actually gotten used to the relative lack of caffeine. Rachel was indulgent, and I began having a cup of mildly caffeinated tea in the morning. Such a difference from my life before Derek left us.
But you know what?
I realized that I felt better without the excess of caffeine. I was doing more physically, psychically, and I wasn't as tired.
I'm sure Derek's turning over in his grave to hear me denounce coffee. But for my daughter? It's worth it.
I'll never understand how I survived it for all those months. The first trimester was the hardest, to be totally honest.
No, if I'm honest, it was worst when I was trying to get pregnant. The stress of worrying whether or not the hormone therapy and the turkey baster trials were working? It was so intensified by the lack of caffeine…and alcohol.
I'd always heard the stories about how pregnancy can make the caffeine withdrawals really easy…or really hard. Hell would have been a vacation in juxtaposition to my pain.
And it got no better as the pregnancy progressed. Actually, that's a lie. I didn't worry about the lack of caffeine once the morning sickness and weight gain kicked in.
And then after Rose was born, I'd actually gotten used to the relative lack of caffeine. Rachel was indulgent, and I began having a cup of mildly caffeinated tea in the morning. Such a difference from my life before Derek left us.
But you know what?
I realized that I felt better without the excess of caffeine. I was doing more physically, psychically, and I wasn't as tired.
I'm sure Derek's turning over in his grave to hear me denounce coffee. But for my daughter? It's worth it.