I poured baby formula in my coffee this morning. It was bound to happen at some point. In fact, I am surprised it took this long.
It’s a simple mistake - one weary-eyed mama stands in front of the refrigerator in her pajamas thinking only of drinking a hot cup of creamy coffee.
She reaches for the milk, but her brain fumbles and forgets that infant formula is not milk.
She pours a healthy amount of formula into her cup of coffee and pauses - something’s not right. The creamy half & half is not swimming in the dark coffee creating the ideal caramel-colored cup of Joe. No, it’s baby formula, not half & half, and it appears to have sunk to the bottom of the cup.
Still weary-eyed and just wanting to drink it up, I considered drinking the formula-filled coffee - I could use a little extra iron, DHA and ARA as well. I decided against it; I am willing to waste one cup of coffee down the drain in the hopes that the next cup will be just right.
And for the future, I may have to rethink the arrangement of items in my refrigerator.
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