It was standing room only in the Ultrasound room in my OB/GYN's office. Chad, Malachi, Mason, my Mom and my brother were all patiently waiting for the UltraSound Technician to enter the tiny room. I impatiently sat on the edge of the medical examination table with a full bladder that my unborn child was using as a trampoline to practice his or her acrobatics. Today was the day we were going to find out if I am having a girl, after all it was what I was promised.
Coffee. Each morning, the uplifting aroma drifts into my bedroom from the Keurig in the dining room down the hall. This single invigorating smell has the ability to make my eyes open, lift my head from my pillow, and begin my daily adventure. In the afternoon, I am drawn toward the fragrance of freshly grounded coffee beans percolating within the student union building. This provides me the sense of motivation to continue my slowly lingering yet very involved day on campus. In the evening, the calming scent of hazelnut coffee fills the living room from a Scentsy candle warmer. This bouquet, both sweet and down-to-earth, brings me at peace knowing that I have returned home for the evening and that my day is coming to an end. As a child, the essence of coffee flooded my days and evenings inside my home; the house and the people that lived in it are only a distant memory. I believe this reminder of yesterday's is why coffee continues to have a considerable effect on my everyday life today.
Motherhood is completely and utterly exhausting, it has been many years since that day and I am still tired and I am still happy to have him call me Mom!