I’ve finally had my first pregnancy craving. I don’t mean this pregnancy either, I mean ever. When I was pregnant with Little Miss I had no cravings and uo until this week I’d had none this time around as well. That’s all changed.
On Tuesday Little Miss and I were visiting Bestie for the day when we all crawled into her bed for a group nap. Normally Little Miss would borrow Jays crib but last month she was moved to a big girl bed so Missy came with us. Both Bestie and Little Miss were out and I’d just fallen asleep when I had my craving epiphany. It came to me fully formed, the craving and the way to execute its creation. I wanted French Toast S’mores.
What is a french toast s’more you’re wondering? Let me show you.
This was what I was craving. This is how I did it.
1. Take 2 slices of bread and smear Nutella on the up facing sid of each.
2. Take 3 large marshmallows and slice them into 3 slices.
3. Place the marshmallow on one slice of Nutella bread and close the other slice over it forming a sandwich.
4. In a flat bottomed bowl combine 1 egg, 1/2 tsp vanilla and 1 1/2 tbs milk.
5. Place the sandwich in the egg mixture for 10 seconds and flip for a total of each slice resting in the mixture twice.
6. Place in buttered pan on low/medium until golden brown and the marshmallow is melted.
I ate this without any syrup or toppings and have to say it was very tasty. I plan on having it again but have decided to limit myself to no more than one a week.
Little Miss is no longer a baby. She’s offically a toddler now. Its both thrilling and heartbreaking to me. So much has changed since C and I brought her home as a tiny new born who was 100% dependant on us to keep her safe, happy and whole.
The journey Little Miss and I took to get her out safely was a long and often scary road. I had contractions at 20 weeks and then a placental abruption at 26, causing a week long stay at Sunnybrook Hospital in the high risk unit until we were stablized. Once i was released i was on modified bedrest until my water broke at 36 weeks. Even my labour was unusual.
My water broke and there were no contractions for another 4 hrs, then they went from 20 minutes to 2 minutes apart in an hr. I had always told myself when I went into labour I wanted everything to quickly and would use mind over matter to ensure it happened. Didn’t work. Little Miss went into fetal distress and we ended up having an emergency C-section. It was not an easy time for our family. Even the first few weeks post birth were rough with serious medical issues.
When I look back on it all would I change anything? No, because every single one of those moments good or bad have helped shape who Little Miss is as a person and our relationship with her. I wish things had been more easy but not at the risk our family wouldn’t be where it is today.
Every new accomplishment is exciting and something we look forward to witnessing. Even the simple little things like figuring out to push a button a particular way if fascinating to me. Terrifying as well at time but fascinating too. A perfect example of this mixture or awe and fear would be the stairs. Little Miss is a stair climbing pro now and has decided this means she wants to learn how to descend them as well, not on her bum but standing like we do.
I can only imagine what the next year or 5 years or even 10 years wilk bring (probably a lot of grey hairs) but I can wait to see where it all takes us. This is the most important journey we’re taking in our lives; raising a child, and I’m so honoured and proud to have Little Miss as my daughter.