I wrote about my decision to start weaning in an earlier post.
Now that I am down to about 2 or 3 expressions/feeds a day, I felt that The Time had come. No more Milo or herbal-infusion-of-exotic-plant for breakfast. This week, after 21 long months of abstinence, I, Pilgrim Mom, was going to have a COFFEE.
On the way to work, Pilgrim Dad and I stopped off at the venerable Killiney Kopitiam for breakfast, where I declared, probably a little too loudly,
“两片 kaya toast，一杯咖啡.”
(Two slices of kaya toast, one cup of coffee.)
And oh, it was good. Very, very good.
But I had not reckoned on the effect of caffeine on me after such a long hiatus. In short, I was unable to sleep until past 3am.
Yet it seemed only sensible that the next morning, in order to get me through the day, I would have to have another cup of coffee.
And so I did.