Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Pavlov's Pecan Roll

I have a degree in Educational Psychology with an emphasis in Child Psychology. In school they drill into your head all the different theories and Psychologists who did studies trying to learn behavior patterns.

One of the most talked about and one of my favorite experiments was Pavlov's Dogs. 

If you don't know this experiment, let me tell you! Ivan Pavlov had these dogs. He put them in kennels and right before he would feed them he would ring a bell. He tested how much saliva was in the dog's mouth each time he rang the bell and fed them. Eventually the dogs learned to associate the bell with food. So Pavlov would ring the bell and the dogs would instantly begin to salivate because they knew food was coming. You can also read about John. B Watson and poor "Little Albert" once these experiments were tested on children.

Anyway, the point of my story.

Deep down, I'm a very weird and sentimental person. I remember the strangest things and hold on to the oddest memories. 

Over Easter weekend, while I was in the hospital having Olivia, my mom brought me several packs of these pecan rolls shaped like Easter eggs. I LOVE pecan rolls but I never remember that I love them until I go into a Cracker Barrel. However, they are crazy expensive in Cracker Barrel so I never buy them.

Mom had somehow found like 20 of these and I have been slowly enjoying them over the last 2 months.

Today, I ate my last one. Eating my last one triggers a Pavlovian response of all my memories from the hospital. It makes me sad because these Pecan Rolls are what I specifically remember eating in the hospital in the middle of the night while I was holding my brand new baby girl.

Now my big girl is 2 months old. As odd as it is, I miss the calm of being in the hospital. I miss sitting in bed and having Josh in the bed next to me 24/7. I miss hearing the little plastic bassinet being rolled down the hallway towards me and getting so excited because they were bringing me my baby girl! I miss my nurses constantly checking on me to make sure I was doing ok. I miss the immediately relief of not being pregnant anymore. I miss the texts and calls from my friends being so excited Olivia was finally here. I miss my family being 10 minutes down the road, especially my mom. I miss the look of pride and admiration my husband gave me when he was helping me out of the hospital bed so that I could go to the bathroom. I miss the newness and excitement to start a new phase of life.

All these deep thoughts came back today when I pulled this Pecan Roll out of the cookie jar and realized it was my last one.

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