I wrote this in under and hour! I just finished writing my thesis, so hopefully I can get these drabbles written and posted earlier than I have been. Again, thank you for reading and reviewing this fic.
Sybil closed the door behind her and giggled. She had just brought Moira next door to play with her best friend Alice. While she absolutely loved her daughter, Sybil wanted some time to herself. Besides, she needed to satisfy a craving. A craving for eggnog.
She removed her coat and waddled into the kitchen. She smiled when she saw the cashews soaking. While she loved traditional eggnog, being pregnant meant that she couldn't consume raw eggs. Sybil mentioned this in antenatal class and one of the other moms-to-be, Hazel, brought in a recipe for her. It required the use of cashews, coconut milk, dates, and maple syrup, amongst others, but it did sound yummy.
Sybil drained the cashews and added them to her blender, along with two fresh cups of water. Once they were smoothly blended, she added the rest of the ingredients and blended them together. It took a while because of the dates, but eventually Sybil had a smooth holiday concoction. She poured it into a container and refrigerated it.
With Moira at Alice's for the next several hours, Sybil walked into the living room and picked up John le Carré's Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy. She had been trying to read it for over a month, but between her pregnancy and her daughter, Sybil had barely made a dent in the book. Now, she was going to enjoy reading for a few hours.
Three hours later, Sybil finished reading another chapter of her book. Seeing the time, she texted Joan, Alice's mother, and asked when she should pick Moira up. Two minutes later, she received a response telling her that both girls were napping and that she could pick her daughter up before dinner. Sybil smiled and texted Tom, asking him to pick Moira up before he came in.
With those tasks done, she got up and made lunch. As she ate her sandwich, she kept eyeing the fridge, desperately wanting a glass of the eggnog she made. Sybil quickly finished her lunch and unable to resist any longer, grabbed the eggnog from the fridge. She poured a healthy portion into a glass and brought it into the living room with her. Returning to the living room, she sat back down, bringing her legs up on to the couch.
Taking a sip, Sybil smiled. "Mhmmmm. Happy Christmas to me," she softly said out loud.