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  • Writer: Robyn-Ashley Savage-Pretorius
    Robyn-Ashley Savage-Pretorius

Today, exactly one year ago, I found out that I was pregnant with my precious girl.


Being 7 months fresh into marriage, it was unplanned, but never unwanted. Throughout the "9" months, I had loads of panic-y moments, meltdowns, feelings of being completely inadequate and totally unprepared. I thought we couldn't provide this baby with what she needed and what she deserved, and allowed that fear to run the entire pregnancy.


In case you are in the same boat, I want you to know that it's OKAY to feel those things.


But, when you have those moments of complete joy and overwhelming thankfulness, hold.on.to.that.thing!


Hold on to it. Use it. Remember it.


This letter that I wrote to the little babe who was growing inside of me, was that "thing" that I held onto for the journey. The reminder I needed. And hopefully one day, it would be a gift I can give to Nova, in a moment where she needs it most.


"Hi little bean... person... Whoa. That's weird. Hi my baby... Geesh... That's even weirder.


Okay, let me start again; I don't want this to be your first impression of me.


Dear "you"... Whomever "you" are.


It's the 14th of March 2018 and your dad (WHAT?!) has just left to serve at our church conference. I've been feeling very sick lately and one of your awesome future Aunties advised me to take a little test (I'll explain to you what it is, one day.)


So I took it about 30 minutes ago.


It told me that you exist.


Welcome... I guess?


Little babe, we didn't plan on this... On you... And I'm a bit terrified. But also, little babe, I never knew that you would ever actually be created. I always wished that you would. But you see, as a younger girl, some doctors killed that dream... They called it a fantasy... Said it would be a miracle.


Are you my miracle? I guess so.


I can't begin to explain to you what I am feeling. I'm anxious. I'm scared. We can't afford you. We can't give you what you need and deserve. But wow. I'm thankful for you. I'm in tears at the kindness of Jesus. That He would give you to us. That He would allow you to grow inside of me. He'll provide. Please remind me of that in my moments of doubt. Wait. That's unfair to ask of you. I'm your mommy, I'll remember it for us both... That's what moms do right? Well, that what my mom would do. You're going to have the best granny in the world. But, I'll tell you more about her later.


Is it possible that I suddenly feel your little life, inside my body? That I want to protect you with all of me.


Who are you going to become? Will you have your daddy's eyes? Perhaps my nose... His charm, but my sense of humour for suuure. Ah. You have the best dad ever. Like. He is the greatest man that has ever existed. He is kind and generous. He is fair and level-headed. He is so sweet. The sweetest. I cannot wait for you to know him, and for him to know about you. You'll be obsessed with him... And him with you (even if he is shocked at your news now, he'll love you more than anything, I am so certain of it!)


Well, whomever you are... Whomever you become... I hope that you will be kind and compassionate. I hope that you'd have a little bit of sass and a whole lot of humility.

I hope that you find things in this world that you truly love, and that you'd give those things your all. I hope that you'd know how unstoppable you are. You can reach everything, do anything. I'll be there. Always.


I hope you would always know how loved you are. That you were dreamt up long before today happened. I hope that you would love Jesus. That you would always feel Him to be close-by, that you would know His goodness, His comfort, His friendship, His provision and that His Word would always be a lamp to your feet and a light to your path... That you would love the church... Whichever church that is (we have a very cool one though... You dad is there now.) And that you would find your place within the church and treasure that. Baby, I hope that your faith will be your anchor when this world gets a bit rough. I hope that you would understand grace... For others, yes, but more so for yourself. Jesus is so very gracious, so be gracious on yourself too.


Little babe, I hope that we will be good to and for you. We're going to try our best. Forgive us for not knowing everything. We don't and won't have it all figured out, but, I can promise that you will never be alone. You will never be unloved. You will never be unwanted. You'll always be heard. You'll always be answered. We will value you, your opinion, your stories, fantasies and dreams. You'll always be magic to us, my love.


Okay. I'll probably spend the rest of my day chatting to you. But I just needed to get off of the bathroom floor and write down my feelings. Hopefully one day you'll cherish this.


I already love "you"... Whomever "you" are."


Love you babe,

Your Mama.



  • Writer: Robyn-Ashley Savage-Pretorius
    Robyn-Ashley Savage-Pretorius

Just before going in the oven, mhmmm.

Hi friends!


These last few weeks I have been RAVENOUS. I've honestly never been so hungry (not even while I was pregnant.) And sometimes when I am hungry, I mistake it for wanting sweet treats... And then I cave. I will eat ALL the bad things and feel even badder (huh?) after!


So this week I was determined to make a little snack that I can (try to) always have on hand. A snack that's refined sugar free, but sweet enough to still kick those cravings to the curb AND satisfy my strange hunger pangs.


So, I baked some ballas. (LOL. Sorry.) But for real, I concocted something which I find super satisfying (and apparently my mom does too... Ahem - I'm 3 down since visiting her... Mhmmm.)


It's filled with the good stuff, but tastes like the naughty!

I actually just played around with both texture and taste, and came to a product which is very much based on my personal preferences. So far, everyone who has tasted it, has enjoyed it, so I am sure you will too! But please, feel free to add, subtract, whatever other math you wanna do whilst whipping these baddies up, DO IT. I'm all for you making things which will be delicious to YOU, whilst supplying your body with whatever it needs.


Also, please do let me know if you make them!



Recipe

Ingredients:

Method:

  • Preheat oven to 180 degrees Celcius and prepare cookie sheet with wax paper or wipe with coconut oil.

  • If making your own Oat Flour, prepare this by blending/pulsing 2 cups of Rolled Oats, until you get a fine (flour-like) texture.

  • Chuck all ingredients into a bowl and mix until a cookie dough texture... If too dry, add a few splashes of hot water (do this sparingly, you don't want the mixture to be too wet. If you do end up pouring in too much, just add more flour.)

  • Scoop out a tablespoon (and a half) of dough and roll into a ball.

  • Press cookie balls flat-ish (they won't go too flat and they won't spread, so don't freak out if they come out of the oven still ball-ish looking.)

  • Bake for 15 minutes, and then leave to cool for at least 20 minutes before devouring the whole batch.


  • Writer: Robyn-Ashley Savage-Pretorius
    Robyn-Ashley Savage-Pretorius

If you know anything about me, you'd know that I've never been a fan of the dark, steamy, MUST-HAVE-AS-SOON-AS-I-WAKE-OR-I-WILL-KILL-YOU drink... I've never understood people who can speak about it for hours on end, and I've always been bored out of my mind whenever the husbando decided that 'Coffee Shop Hopping" would be the outing for the day. UNTIL...


Yup, there was an 'oh wait, I get it now' moment for me, OR pregnancy just changed me. LOL.


The moment of all moments was in the beginning of this year, whilst away at the Sea for my other half's (euw) birthday weekend. It all started at a teeny tiny, BEAUTIFUL, little shop in a teeny tiny, BEAUTIFUL, little town called Paternoster.


My mom, who aids my husbands addiction actually spotted (or rather, was led by the delicious smell) to these beans on the shelves of a quaint, stone-shed-type of store. Knowing that Mish was out of coffee (ON HIS BIRTHDAY WEEKEND NO LESS) she decided to purchase a couple of bags, as his gift.


It turns out, this was the gift that kept on giving, because did we not ALL finish the bags before the weekend ended?! Yup... We did. Sorry babe.


This rich, deep, berry-like drink captured my attention and was just what I needed after a series of sleepless nights. Each sip leaving behind a chocolatey decadence, which lingers on your tastebuds, until your next fix.


Even though this might've converted me, I'm still not entirely passionate about hot drinks; so I definitely love mine to be ICE, ICE cold. Almost as icey as Vanilla Ice's tips.


Whilst I am not entirely sure on the correct method of which this is meant to be brewed (the packaging could use a biiit more info) - we've found that brewing these 100% Arabica Beans on our stove-top Mocha Pot is the perfect way for us.


If you love coffee, love supporting local, and want to put my words to the test, head on over to BeanCo's Facebook Page (their website seems to be having a few niggly issues) and purchase a bag of #49 - which may be its' name...


But it's for sure #1 in my heart.


(Oh... We went back to the teeny tiny, BEAUTIFUL little town for my birthday weekend, just to buy some more!) x

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