I am officially requesting an intervention. You may recall in the last post, I boasted of how I've not touched a french fry in months. Well...
I'm having a horrible time in the caffeine department. I've been trying to be good, but lately...
As far as I can tell, the only real complication caffeine really causes is a hyper baby. It's true, studies have shown that babies exposed to large amounts of caffeine will have such-and-such problem, but in order for the baby to absorb enough caffeine to be affected, I would first have to drink myself into a coma.
This is what I told myself yesterday when I drank my coca-cola after having two cups of coffee in the morning.
I'm accustomed to one cup of coffee. What I overlooked yesterday is that we are out of half-caf. So when I had two cups of coffee, I actually had four times my regular dose of caffeine. Plus the soda. I was no better behaved the day before, and single-handedly drank an entire Dr. Pepper.
Needless to say, I've not slept well in several days due the little energizer bunny within the womb. And last night, I was downright punchy.
I repeat my opening statement: I am officially requesting an intervention. Besides my one cup of morning coffee (if you take that away from me it will not go over well for you), do not let me drink caffeinated beverages. This does mean that you might have to take it out of my hands. I will probably be miffed, but if you say something to the effect of, "Remember, you asked me to," I'll give in.
Soda has a ridiculous amount of sugar in it anyway.