Is is wrong that my 21 month old daughter knows what the signage of a national coffee shop looks like and cries to stop the car? Is it wrong that instead of her sister's milk or juice cup she instead tries to steal my coffee cup? Finally, is it wrong that every morning she points to the coffee pot hoping that today will be the day I fill her sippy cup with the forbidden, mahogany, liquid? I don't think so but all of you might!
Coffee is my vice. I can not make it through a day, a morning, an hour, without coffee. When I leave the house I am thinking about where I will get my next cup. I always have to have an emergency stash of cash in my car just for coffee; being caught without money is just not an option. When driving I almost never use my GPS, I have become my own caffeinated, human GPS. I can navigate in a 50 mile radius, from my home, based on the location of coffee shops. My addiction is serious.
I have been told by my doctors that I should cut down on my caffeine consumption and I have tried unsuccessfully. For me, quitting coffee is harder than giving up smoking. I can not get past the withdrawal headaches; my family can not get past the angry moods. My oldest daughter has asked on more than one occasion "Momma have you had your coffee today".
In the grand scheme of things there are worse vices to have. Coffee has given me some of the happiest times in my life. Conversations with my Grandparents, dates with my husband, errands with my children. Do I drink too much coffee, yes absolutely. Will I cut back? No way, I don't want to put and coffee shops out of business by cutting back.
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