I love coffee. I love the smell of coffee wafting from the kitchen in the morning, beckoning me to wake up and have a cup.
I like cappacinos, mochas, dark roasts, light roasts, medium roasts, espresso… The best coffee I ever had was on a missions trip in Costa Rica about 3 years ago. The stuff was so cheap to buy but oh so rich. I think the brand we had at our hacienda was Oro- which means gold. I remember waking up early before all the kids and sitting at the kitchen counter with my friend Jennifer, staring at the coffee maker as our black gold was brewed. It was the perfect compliment to our morning devotional time. Mmmmm coffee.
One thing I did not like was decaf. “What’s the point?” I’d ask.
I’ll admit, I was a coffee addict. Then my DH and I learned that we were expecting- and that excessive caffeine was not good for the baby. Ugh! I quit coffee cold turkey during those first 3 months and the combination of coffee withdrawal and first trimester exhaustion was quite impressive. I found myself nodding off at the oddest times of day.
Since that time I researched that less than 200-300 mg of caffeine per day was okay for me to have, or the equivalent of one cup of coffee. As a coffee connousseur, our coffee cups hold WAY more than one cup.
I didn’t want to have a half-full coffee cup every morning- so my solution was half-caf. And half-caf will have to be enough for me. For now 🙂