So far, I've picked up several books, but not read more than a few pages of each. Plus there are at least ten more that looked promising. Yet I hardly have time to read a magazine, much less a book for pleasure plus a book on pregnancy. My hope is that I can make a little dent in these books before the baby arrives. I don't want it to be like the travel guide that I bought for Italy that I read on the train to Florence that told me to call the Uffizi a week in advance to get a reservation.
It would also be nice if I could get in a little reading for fun. So I'm off to try that right now.
As I mentioned in week 14, a nutritionist at a class I took recommended cutting out caffeine completely. I only ever had one small cappuccino a day, so I decided not to be concerned.
So I was rather surprised the other night when my husband told me he'd been mixing in decaf a little at a time in our coffee canister for the past few weeks and we were now consuming only about 25% of caffeinated coffee.
Part of me was stunned by his deception. How dare he do such a thing? I just had one little bit each day!This was a travesty--an outrage! How could he be so dishonest!
I believe this was the caffeine addict in me talking.
The other part of me admired his ingenuity. I knew there was no way I would've agreed to go cold turkey. And it wasn't as if he were doing it to me alone--he was drinking the same coffee as me, though he does get a cup of caffeinated coffee during work each day. So doing it gradually and doing it with me seemed both smart and honorable.
Apparently, he'd checked with friends of ours who recently had a very cute, healthy, calm and happy baby. The mom had heard about caffeine and cut it out. This, along with yoga, was what she credited her little one's calm demeanor to.
So I'm nearly but not quite off. I'm not wild about the decaf idea both on principle (part of coffee's essential nature is the caffeine) as well as the not-so-wonderful chemicals they use to remove the caffeine.
I have to admit, though, that this is probably the best thing for the little ducky, and that I probably couldn't have made the decision to quit on my own. Will I make the jump and give up my morning cappuccino--a daily ritual since I studies in Rome almost nine years ago--for good, or at least through pregnancy and nursing? I don't know. That one will have to be my decision.
But my current frenzied pace can't be, either. I tell myself I need to cut back, but on what? Inevitably, it feels like I'll have to cut back on something that I like to accomodate something I don't. The travel and writing class are things I likely won't have time for once the little duck arrives, so I want to do these things while I still can.
Where's the balance? Wish I knew. If you do, write and let me know.