oh my gosh, it’s so, so good. But it was this false love–we were always chasing that first high.
We actually only started drinking coffee on the daily about one year ago, when we went from 1 kid to 3. When we started, it was AMAZING! We got so much done, felt so great, but soon enough it lost it’s charm. Drinking our morning cup of coffee was then necessary, but no longer did it give up a lift for any longer than an hour. Plus, there was the frantic, “Did you make the coffee? No? Well, we’re going to have to be late…”
Plus, we were filling it with coffee mate, which just felt so dirty–yet wonderful.
At the end of the day, we felt tired, maybe even drained.
“I wish we could just have it every so often, like when we really need it, and have those awesome effects, not just need it everyday with no effects…”
“Let’s just quit, it’s not that awesome anymore,” but wait–like, now? Addict panic.
So, we quit on a Monday. We downed two cups of green tea that morning, and moved slooooooooooowwwwwwly. But it was kind of nice. We just sat on the floor with the kids in the early morning, and they crawled all over us. I wasn’t running around doing random chores.
Plus, even though it felt like a sub par, watery substitute at the time, it felt good to be drinking green tea, it’s so good for you,
This is a real picture of an 80 year old man in Japan who drinks green tea every day.
The first few days, I moved slow. For lunch, I brought the boys outside with me, and we ate long leisurly lunches, while I sipped tea. Sometimes, I can be a busy body, so in some ways it was nice to feel so leisurly, even though I was still craving coffee at this point.
After lunch, Elijah went down for his nap. Finley usually goes down 20 minutes after, and he asked if he could have tea with me too. “I want to have tea with you, mama.”
“Sure!” I told him. I even got him a real, little tea cup, and put some milk in it. “It’s milk tea,” I told him, “and be careful, this is a real tea cup for a special boy.”
“Ok!” he told me, happy.
He was so content and leisurely, as he sat with me, lounged on the comfy chair while we talked, sipped our tea, and chatted. I asked him what he was learning in BSF, and he usually says, “Play trucks,” which he did, but then, a couple minutes later after thinking about it, he told me, “Mama, God was born!”
(Side note, I was convinced last year that the children’s staff at bsf was paid. They were so dedicated, brought their own teaching supplies, and were so loving and professional, some of the best teachers I have ever met, ever. It wasn’t until this year that I found out they are all volunteers. All 65 of them!! Blew my mind, we are so thankful)
“Oh really?” I asked him, as he nodded, we’re all going through Matthew so it was what we were learning.
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Two weeks into no coffee, we had weak moments where we took turns pleading, ‘Just this one day!’ and other moments where even though we were two weeks in, “we still didn’t feel any better!” pouting. But we had a lot more energy at night, we felt less frazzled, or frantic. We could get things done at night.
And now, three weeks in, we made it. We feel great! We feel better in the mornings, more energy even before our tea, than previously after our coffee. Turns out, we did it!
Who wouldda thought!? What about you, do you drink coffee daily, have you ever quit? Do you love it and would never quit? Weigh in, let me know!