Long, long ago
on an island far away,
sat The Land of Mites and Maybees
to the left of Backbone Bay.
The mites were hearty creatures,
they would never hurt a soul.
But their problem was they never could
achieve a single goal.They knew just what they wanted,
and they’d ponder it at length,
but when it came to action,
they just didn’t have the strength.
The maybees were quite similar,
with only slight revisions.
They’d say “maybe this” and “maybe that”,
but never reached decisions.
There was a king, King Know It All,
who loved to take advantage
of these measly mites and maybees
whom without him could not manage
Or so they thought, for they’d been told
and learned so deep within
that there’s just no sense in trying
when you know you cannot win.
And so the king, with ruling hand
grew stronger every day.
For the mites and maybees just assumed
that his was the best way
Till one bright day, out of the blue,
a mini-mite was walking
and in his sheltered innocence,
he suddenly began talking.”Why do we weed our gardens by hand
when it’s faster with a hoe?
And why do we sled in summertime
instead of in the snow?
Why do we paint our buildings brown,
when red is so much brighter?
And why do we carry sacks of rocks
when stones are so much lighter?”
The mini-mite kept asking more,
like a record that was broken.
Though all of them had thought these things,
none had ever spoken
Shhh! Pipe down!”, were the frightened cries
as they worried their king would hear.
The mites and maybees looked around,
their eyes spread wide with fear.
I’ll be quiet”, said the mini-mite,
“but I just have one more querry.
If there’s more of us than there is of him,
why is he so scary?”
The mites and maybees pondered this,
this thought that was quite new.
And as they tugged and wrestled it,
the logic in it grew.Suddenly everything seemed so clear;
they all had minds of their own,
so why were they letting King Know It All
rule his mighty throne?
Well, it didn’t take long once this thought was in place,
for weeds to be pulled out with hoes.
And it didn’t take long for paint to be red
and for sleds to be used when it snows
Soon the king got weaker, and finally left;
Left the whole kingdom far behind.
For he realized that not even he was as strong
as the power of speaking your mind
The End.

Wentelteefjes is also known as: Sop in the pan and French Toast. Instead of tossing away bread that’s not fresh anymore, you can make a delicious brunch out of it for yourself, or the kids, for lunch or breakfast or maybe even as a dessert if you add some fruit.

I was thinking what to eat for breakfast/lunch and realizing my bread is not really fresh anymore. Then I remembered my mom made wentelteefjes sometimes.. I realized that its a great tip to put on my blog. I know most people know French Toast, but I also know that just like me, many people easely forget about it and just toss away there old bread or take it to the duckies in the pond (I myself do that often :))

For those who don’t remember the recipe, I put it right here for you to use!

What you need for 4 slices:

• 4 slices of old/dry bread.
• 1 large egg or 2 small ones.
• 1,5 dl milk (150 gram).
• a full tablespoon with sugar.
• butter or margarine to fry in.
• cinnamon mixed with sugar to use as topping.

And thats all the ingredients, most of us have them usually in the kitchen already so lets get it done.

Before you start here some tips to take with you so you don’t end up with a messed up lunch XD.

It takes up to about 15 minutes to make 4 slices. If you want to make more then 4 slices of bread then you may want to either make more mix in a mixing can and pour it from there in the soup plate or make your mix again and again for more because the recipe is  measured to fit in a deep/soup plate. Make sure you use enough butter to fry in, else the wentelteefjes will stick to the pan and can burn easely. Don’t let them get cold but eat them right away and do your dishes later, you will regret it  if you have to eat them cold o.o;.

Ok lets get it over with now and make those wentelteefjes.

Mix in a plate (or can) with a cooking whip or a fork, the eggs, the milk, and the sugar till the sugar is all melted.  Let a spoon with butter (margarine) melt in a pan and take the pan off the stove. Put one slice of bread in the deep/soup plate filled with the egg-mix. Count till 3 and turn the slice of bread around.  Put your pan back on the stove and carefully put it in the pan. The heat of the stove should be not too high and fry the wentelteef gold-brown. Turn it around and fry the other side as-well gold-brown. Now take a normal plate and let the wentelteef slide from the pan on the plate. Last but not least pour some of the sugar/cinnamon mix on your slice and you are ready to eat :). Repeat the above for the other slices and your brunch/lunch.snack is  done :).

Today was a great day and ofcourse not only because Anarosa responded today for the first time with a real smile when Antonio played with her a little bit, but I have to admit it was the highlight of the day for me :).
I am glad I was around to put it on the camera.

I took the video with my old camera because my new one is not working anymore o.o; pft barely a month after the warranty expired of course o.o;. Anyhow, I wanted to share her beautiful smile with everyone else! (plz excuse her for not being dressed up like the princess she is, she had just waken up and was still wearing her pajamas)

Yah, I am totally in love with my little babygirl! She’s 5 weeks old now and allready growing faster then I would like.

With the experience I have with my oldest, who’s 11 years old now, I know that this little bundle of joy too will grow older too quickly. I carry that experience with me everyday and try to enjoy every moment I have with her, which is basically the whole day.

I don’t mind it that she likes to fall asleep in my arms instead of her bed, sure I love to sleep longer but I don’t mind having to wake up in the middle of the night for a feeding and again early in the morning. Because she’s the most treasureable in the world to me, she and her sister, both of them are my world. If anyone would ask me what’s your biggest fear,  I would simply answer ” To loose one of my daughters”.  I wouldn’t know how to fill up that empty place in my life if somehow, someday one of them wouldn’t be there anymore…. To be honest, its a too big thing to even really think about that, so I’ll just enjoy what I have everyday and don’t think about the possibility that one day everything can be totally different.

Shes born! So here the story about my pregnancy ends finally 🙂

By now she’s allready almost a month old and its about time I make a post here to update you guys about what happened.

So I went to the hospital on July 27th for that check-up that the midwife wanted on me. On the way there I wasn’t really feeling too great, I felt every tiny little sandstone that the wheels of my chair touched. Anyhow, The Midwife from the hospital called us in shortly after we got there and she asked me how things where going.. I said well.. I still have no baby XD, t would be nice if she would decide to come out cause its getting painful to walk in the house even a few meters.. Sleeping is getting a problem as well. Okay she said, lets have a look.

So I sit down in her chair/bed whatever those things are called and she checked on me. She quickly told me I allready had 3 cm opening and the mouth of the womb was weakened a lot all ready so if I wanted to and if there was a labor room free then they could break the membranes today give me some hormones that would start up contractions  and I most likely would hold my baby in my arms late this night. I looked at Antonio, we didn’t expected this, that was very sudden,  but as practical as I am and with my quick mind I didn’t needed to think long. Of course I wanted that! Antonio however wasn’t so quickly convinced it be the right choice. The Midwife made a call to see if there was a room free and there was. So she reserved the room for us and then she gave us some time to discuss it together. I was convinced all ready and I told Antonio how much more convenient this was. Having all ready 3 cm opening means the contractions might start tonight anyways, so then we would be at night having to call the midwife and wait for her to come and check if I could go to the hospital. IF the hospital that’s around the corner here has no room at that moment we need to find another hospital with place AND call a cab to get there.  Then we would have the chance it be raining too or that there be complications, etc etc etc.. So to me it was as clear as could be, it was better to get it started now. After talking for a bit about it and giving Antonio some time to think it over he too agreed although he was not 100% convinced. Back to the midwife we told her that we decided to do it. So she called that we where gonna come upstairs to the delivery room and she took care of all the paperwork.

First they did do a CTG scan on me and double checked me, they took some blood, checked my heartbeat, etc etc all the works… Then arround 6 pm after Antonio had returned from picking up my little suitcase with everything in it I could need for the delivery and to spend a night at the hospital, I was ready…

The midwife broke my membranes and shortly after that I started to get hard tummies.. There wheren’t many of those, they soon turned into training contractions and not much later they started to become real contractions.. They did not even gave me the hormones yet and I wasn’t going to need them anymore..  The contractions where hurting, and a lot.. really a lot!!! I was almost going through the roof from the pain. I didn’t wanted painkillers really because I simply don’t like being drugged especially not with my little daughter still in my womb.  The nurse keept telling me to puff the contractions away n to keep breathing etc etc..  But, I couldnt any longer.. I was going to have to push.. The nurse told me I couldn’t and to keep breathing in n out.  Seriously I had to push but no one listened to me really and keept telling me no..  I told her to go get the midwife to ask for painkiller because she was in another room helping another woman at that time.. While the nurse was gone I was alone with Antonio and I feelt with my hand because I was sure I was about to give birth.  And I feelt her head! The nurse came back right when another contraction started, The nurse keept telling me to breathe  and not to push.. I told her I was going to push…  And I did.. Just a little bit because I wanted to open  it up a little more down there before I would push all the way.   The midwife came in and I told her.. I’m pushing now.. Another contraction came and the nurse told me again not to, the midwife looked while I started pushing and she said Oh yes you can push now.. O.O I allready  was LOL  My girl wasnt going to stay inside any longer and there was nothing anyone could do about it. 3 pushes later and my girl was born.

And all this happened within 1 and a half hour after they broke the membranes. Talk about a speed delivery XD. She was perfectly healthy,  her apgar score was 10/10 right away, and sooo beautiful! They wrapped her in some sheet and blanky and put a little hat on her head so she wouldnt catch a cold and gave her to me. I started to cry the moment I saw her, I was so happy to hold her finally and that she was healthy and sooo pretty! The pain, I forgot about pretty fast, she was worth all the pain I gone through!

And ofcourse, here’s her picture. Its one of the first pictures we took and she has an adorable smile on it. 🙂