It's been 2 weeks since I have officially been off the "sauce." Even as a former self proclaimed Starbucksaholic, I have almost given up my drug of choice.
The demise of the Soy Latte was and is completely related to my desire to conceive baby number two (why else would a girl do something SO crazy?) Caffeine and Soy seems to be the number one and number two no-nos and since my drink consisted solely of those two ingredients than I was pretty much out of luck.
I'm not going to lie, my detox hasn't been easy. The first week I had some wicked headaches. Like, oh my god my head is going to explode, please kill me now, kind of headaches. I also was really tired. Really, really tired. First trimester kind of tired. The second week, not so bad.
I have had two minor slips. This weekend the weather was BEAUTIFUL and the LM, Husband and I took our favorite walk up to Peets Coffee in Harvard Square. I couldn't not get anything given the tradition so I opted for a decaf iced coffee. It was kind of like an O'Douls, same taste, same texture, sadly missing that same familiar buzz.
I must say that I am impressed with my willpower given that this week I truly have been tested. My little man who used to get up around 8:15 has now decided that 6:30 is his wake up time of choice. Really, I say? You have to chose the week I cut out my IV of coffee to decide to take away an hour and half of my precious sleep? Sometimes, I think that kid has it out for me.
So far I have survived, and I have an extra 41 dollars in my pocket. Given that I'm thinking my little hiatus may stick (sad). Oh, but just talking about it really, really, really makes me want a piping hot cup.
One day at a time, one day at a time.