Morning always comes too soon. Mothers aren’t always able to sleep through the night, rarely get the recommended daily allowance of sleep (everyone is worried about the kids getting enough sleep but they get more than their moms!) and don’t often allow themselves to take a nap due to that ever-growing To Do List and their self-imposed burden of guilt.
My morning cup of coffee, or two or three, isn’t a luxury, it is a necessity.
I’ve often joked that an IV would be a wiser choice, but I hate needles.
Besides, I love my cups. They are a way I encourage myself in parenting.
I splurged and bought this cup on clearance for myself after Grace was born, my fourth child in six years. I remember the work, but I remember the joy of another beautiful little girl. It was like getting another new baby doll. Babies are SO worth the work!