Caffeine and Me

I really like caffeine. I used to be a huge diet coke drinker, years ago. I think I put some diet coke heirs through school. Then after one to many migraine headaches I gave up all caffeine cold turkey. I remember the day I did, my friend Jen came over and saw me lying on the couch, hair a mess, no make-up on, a virtual wreck. She begged me to just drink a little for Gods sake, she wanted to do something and I wasn't moving. Jump ahead about seven+ years and here we are today. I'm back on. It started very innocently when we went away for a month together as a family. Everyday I would take a little sip of Marc's coffee. Then his Mom gave him this coffee machine for at home and he would make it in the morning but it would overfill the to- go cup, so really to be a help I would drink the extra. Then when Rachel would come to visit she always showed up with a huge Dunkin Donut cup of it and would share and I could always feel the difference in myself after just a little. She could see it and it entertains her to no end. So now I just have my own every morning. It helps me when I've been up since 5 a.m. especially. So I was dragging tonight and decided it couldn't hurt. It didn't, in fact it made me want to bang out a few handstands. So the kids and I went in the yoga room and practiced while listening to the loudest music I could get out of my speakers. Chase only almost broke his neck once and Saige did a kickass forearm balance. So that was good. When I finally started coming down off my caffeine induced high I just lay down on my mat. Saige got a phone call and disappeared. Chase lied down next to me on his mat and held my hand and we listened to Jeff Buckleys Hallelujah and a James Blunt song. The only thing he said the whole time was, "Mom, what's the best thing that ever happened to you." So simple. "You and Saige."