Egg Sandwich

In school the kids have the opportunity to get breakfast in the morning before classes start. The most popular choice being a bacon, egg, and cheese sandwich. Everyday I walk into school I am greeted by the smell of bacon wafting down the halls from the cafeteria. Usually this smell repulses me. Perhaps this stems from my personal crusade against childhood obesity and diabetes and the unidentifiable processed slop they typically serve in school cafeterias.

Since becoming pregnant, I am officially a walking contradiction. The once repulsive smell now makes my stomach rumble. There were many mornings when my friend Jen & I (who is also pregnant) would watch the kids walk down the hall eating their egg sandwiches and we would scheme up ways on how one of us could trip them and the other run and quickly steal their sandwich.

Yesterday my mom called me at work to ask if it would be ok if she stopped in to say hello. I had about an hour before my next meeting so I said great!

I had gone to the bathroom and upon my return my mom was sitting at my desk and there in front of her was an egg sandwich!! Now don't get too excited, it was for her. As I sat down across from her chit chatting she proceeded to happily eat her egg sandwich, all the while I was screaming in my head NEVER EAT IN FRONT OF A PREGNANT WOMAN unless: A) you offered her some and B.) if she declined, you are willing to offer again 5 minutes later after she has watched you eat and her salivary glands are in full effect!

Unbelievable.

This morning I was running very late for work. Probably because I had to try on about 5 outfits, ironing each one, before I settled on one I deemed acceptable. I had no time to eat breakfast at home. I decided to stop after dropping off Chloe to grab a bite and cup of coffee. I sent a text to my friend Jen to see if she wanted a egg sandwich...of course she did, she's pregnant!

It probably took us all of 5 minutes to eat the sandwich as we tried to talk with full mouths all the while savoring every delicious cheesy bite. As I was gathering up the empty wrapper I silently commended myself for only buying 1 sandwich, because I could have eaten 2. Then I quickly cursed at myself for only buying 1 sandwich because I was still hungry.

I looked up at the clock: 7:35.

Hmmm...I wonder how long they serve breakfast?