A Heartbreaking Farewell to Coffee

Today, I feel incredibly nervous.

It’s the dawn of a new era — the day I give up coffee.

Why?

My husband and I start our preconception course tomorrow and, the deal is — no coffee (I will be blogging about our preconception journey here).

Why, no coffee? I don’t know for sure. Apparently, it affects both male and female fertility.

Is that true?

I look at it this way - I’d rather give up coffee and find out later that it was a bunch of Hocus Pocus than, continue to drink coffee and find out later that it’s true.

Coffee has been a huge part of my life. I’m off Italian decent and, I have been drinking coffee since I was in primary school.

I love the ritual of coffee — the smell, the warm feeling in the palms of my hands and, the feeling it gives me first thing in the morning.

I’m a ‘one cup a day’ addict. It may not seem like much but, it is everything to me.

I feel mildly anxious and, a strong sense of ‘how the f$#k am I going to do this?’

Imagine how amazing the world would be if you could conceive by drinking a cup of coffee?

Let’s see how I go.