Crunchy Coconut Oil Granola

April 25, 2015

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These days with you.

We’re in the midst of a really sweet stage. It’s been just the two of us for 14 and a half years, and in four and a half months there will be three of us. We’re halfway through growing our baby. But for now, it’s all about these days with you.

We were school kids when we met. Holding hands and growing up, messing up and studying for exams. And then I moved out of home to go to University and you started wearing a suit. We did grown-up things, like pay rent and cook dinner and go out to concerts. In the holidays I worked at a homewares store and cafes and I learnt how to save money. Some days when I wasn’t at uni I’d catch the train into the city with you and work from the library. We’d meet for dumplings and spicy pork noodles during your lunch break. Over the summer holidays when I was 21 we went to Paris and Prague and it snowed. We became adults together.

We survived when my big brother died. Mum, Dad, my younger brother, you and me…we survived it together. You picked me up from work and told me David had had a seizure and was on the way to the hospital with mum. You were in the room with mum and I when they told us he wouldn’t wake up. You were there with us when they kept him breathing for hours, hooked up to machines, waiting for his organs to be donated. You took Jackson and I home to my apartment to get a few hours sleep and then took us back in the morning. You waited while I screamed at the top of my lungs in the car outside the Alfred Hospital. You sat beside me outside his room when I didn’t want to be held. And now you reach for me whenever someone says his name, and when we see the colour orange you smile at me. You hold me when I want to be held and tell me you miss him too. You helped me survive.

We left the country after I made it through University and we travelled to Paris and Prague and it was sunny. In Marrakech you gave me the good bits of meat off the skewer and in Madrid, when I was sick, you made me spaghetti bolognaise in our hostel. We volunteered in Thailand and decided to live more intentionally and lighter. You asked me to marry you at the end of that trip. You blurting it out with sincerity and surprise. You didn’t have a ring, but I had a family one and it was perfect. After that trip we came back and settled into a tiny apartment in Bentleigh with cheap rent. You went back to work in your suit and I started my private practice, along with another job with other Dietitians. I started writing this blog and made you pancakes often. We were twenty four and twenty five and we felt grown up.

A year later we moved into a bigger, nicer apartment, swapping shaggy green carpet for floor boards. On the weekends we’d get coffee and the paper. I loved our life. We planned our wedding and our honeymoon. Ours jobs were the same though you were also working on a business with two friends. At the end of the year you applied to a  start-up program thinking you wouldn’t get an interview, not realising how our lives would soon change. At start of 2013 I moved home to mum and dad’s and you moved to Sydney for this program to work on your business. Being away from you was hard but I knew it was the right thing. During those three months in Red Hill I made pancakes for one, watched Country House Rescue in bed at night and counted the days until I could leave my job and go to the USA with you to raise money for the business. We saw Silicone Valley and stayed in San Francisco and ate tacos and barbeque. We were so hungry and happy on that trip.

After the USA we came home and found a new place by the beach. We were both working on our businesses full-time and navigated the world of self-employment and unstable incomes. I made a lot of oats and beans and rice that year. You fell in love with vegetables when I started at the farm and on the weekends we’d walk along the beach and have friends over for games and wine and food. But the cold, old house got a bit much and so we moved to a different, brighter beach and into a new, clean, comfortable home. Every week one of us will look around and say “I love our house.” Twenty nine feels like the best kind of grown up.

Your business is growing and so are your responsibilities. You’re working more often than not and you’re working hard, but every now and then I’ll bargain a Sunday where you’ll let yourself do what you really want and need. Usually that’s lie on the couch and watch a 90’s action movie, before getting a souvlaki or cooking a steak. I see you, I see you giving so much to your work and yet still being present with me… supporting me and asking me how my day was and how my clients went, listening to my indecision about whether to make tuna casserole or tuna pasta for dinner, or asking whether you feel like a brownie or muesli bar, because you know my way of showing you love is to pack the precise baked good you feel like from the freezer.

This is the life we’ve lived together. And in four and a half months our notion of “together” will change…

You hear people saying they can’t remember their life before kids, and I get that, I do. But I won’t forget the the way your room looked when you were sixteen. I won’t forget you holding me and then not holding me when we lost my brother. I won’t forget you carrying my backpack that week I hurt my foot in Croatia. I won’t forget us figuring out how to be the best people for each other, even when we’re tired and stressed. Especially when we’re tired and stressed. I won’t forget you asking me if I’ll make us porridge and then stay in bed all day watching movies with you. I won’t forget these moments, these days, these years together. I won’t forget you and me, when it was just us two.

…..

And now, a recipe.

Ben likes his granola plain and simple – heavy on the oats, super crunchy and without dried fruit. This is that.

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Crunchy Coconut Oil Granola

Ingredients
3 & 1/2 cups (350g) Rolled Oats
1/2 cup (65g) Sunflower Seeds
1/4 cup (32g) Pepitas
1/2 cup runny, cold-pressed, Extra Virgin Coconut Oil
1/3 cup runny Honey
A pinch of Sea Salt flakes

Method
1. Preheat your oven to 150 degrees Celsius
2. Melt the coconut oil in a saucepan over low heat, then measure it to check you got 1/2 cup (if you go from solid spoonfuls to liquid, your estimates can be off). Put the 1/2 cup melted coconut oil back in the saucepan and add the honey, stirring and warming over low heat until combined.
3. Add the oats, seeds and salt to a large mixing bowl. Pour over the coconut oil and honey and mix well to combine, ensuring all the dry ingredients are coated with the wet.
4. Pour the granola into one or two large baking trays lined with baking paper. Spread it out so it’s in an even, single layer.
5. Bake the granola in the oven for 25-30 minutes or until nicely golden. Be sure to check the granola every 10 minutes to ensure even baking and no burning. I find that granola made with coconut oil tends to burn quite easily so watch it closely!
6. Remove the tray when it’s ready and allow it to cool completely before storing in an airtight jar. Enjoy with tart Greek yoghurt or milk and sliced banana.

Heidi xo

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  • Dixya @ Food, Pleasure, and Health April 25, 2015 at 6:26 am

    what a wonderful post with love and strong words…posts like these makes me believe in love so much more and hope that everything will work out just fine one day…

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:36 am

      Thank you, Dixya, that’s lovely x

  • Rosa malignaggi April 25, 2015 at 7:23 am

    Really beautiful Heidi. Really beautiful. Rx

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:38 am

      Thank you, Rosa. Much love to you x

  • Melanie Hall April 25, 2015 at 12:30 pm

    How very beautiful, thanks for making me cry, and reminding me how important it is to cherish the people we love, every day…

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:38 am

      So important, isn’t it xx

  • Dana April 25, 2015 at 6:10 pm

    This LITERALLY made me feel the warm and fuzzies. So incredibly beautifully written x

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:39 am

      Oh Dana, thank you so much! x

  • Kate April 25, 2015 at 6:13 pm

    Oh my gosh Heidi, this post made me cry! I’ve been with my husband for 10 years (married for 1 and a half) and I just completely understand that total love and completeness and good times and hard times all rolled into one. This is just perfect.

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:53 am

      That’s so sweet, Kate. So well said x

  • Michelle April 25, 2015 at 9:01 pm

    Beautiful Heidi.

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:54 am

      Thanks, Michelle x

  • Jaam April 26, 2015 at 1:37 am

    Beautiful Heidi this brought a tear to my eye. As a new mum myself I can relate this was us exactly a year ago. Cherish these moments just the two of you because it’s going to get a million times more wonderful in a completely different way.

    P.s sleep as much as you can!

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:54 am

      “a million times more wonderful in a completely different way” – I love that x

  • Jacqui April 26, 2015 at 2:03 pm

    What a gorgeous post and tribute to pre-baby life. So important to remember that you don’t become a family when you have a baby – you already are a family and now it just gets a little bigger. And of course…. can’t wait to try the granola x

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:54 am

      Thank you, Jacqui, so true x

  • Cilla April 26, 2015 at 2:16 pm

    A beautiful heartfelt post xx

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:54 am

      Thanks, Cilla x

  • Sophie April 26, 2015 at 2:28 pm

    I’ve been reading your blog for years now and this is the first time I’ve been compelled to comment – though I have been loving (and recommending) all of your pregnancy posts so far. But this one is so beautiful – it brought a tear to my eye too! You two clearly have an incredibly special connection and it is so nice to see how much you appreciate each other. It reminds me to do the same with my partner of seven years who I have been with for my entire adulthood. Thank you!

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:55 am

      Oh thank you, Sophie, I appreciate you letting me know! We’re pretty lucky, aren’t we x

  • Hannah April 26, 2015 at 8:11 pm

    I feel so blessed that you opened up and shared this post with us, with the world. And I feel so blessed to know you and Ben, to get to have your light as individuals and as a couple – such an inspiring couple – shining so brightly into my, and the, world. Thank you for sharing this. xx

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:55 am

      Awe thanks, sweet x

  • jac April 26, 2015 at 9:33 pm

    Such a beautiful, touching post x

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:55 am

      Thank you, Jac x

  • Emma Stubbs April 26, 2015 at 11:04 pm

    Oh my. Just beautiful.

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:56 am

      🙂 x

  • Emma @ Emma's Garden Grows April 27, 2015 at 9:41 am

    Woah way to go making me teary at work on a Monday morning!

    That was beautiful.

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:56 am

      Hehe my bad. Thanks, Emma x

  • Carolyn April 27, 2015 at 9:45 am

    so so precious. I also am one of those secret readers and admirers of your blog, photos and recipes. But this post is just beautiful, it’s raw, simple and inspiring. Thankyou so much for sharing xx

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:56 am

      Thank you so much, Carolyn! x

  • Julia @ Chic To Do April 27, 2015 at 2:18 pm

    Beautiful post.

    I do remember what it was like before our daughter came along. I remember those quiet afternoons spent together in our house, or being able to go out to dinner on a whim, or lazy Sunday mornings sleeping in til midday. The thing is, you remember it once the baby arrives, but after a while it feels…wrong. Like you’re remembering it incorrectly. Because how can there be time when this perfect, cute, funny little person wasn’t a part of your memories, wasn’t there to help you create important moments. It’s a strange and wonderful thing, the way the mind works.

    • Heidi April 28, 2015 at 8:56 am

      That is so so beautiful, Julia. Wow. Thank you for your words x

  • Vicki April 28, 2015 at 12:19 pm

    A very beautiful ode, Heidi. I hadn’t read the full post until just now – too excited for this recipe! Lots of love. I look forward to hanging with the three of you very soon. Vickles (only way to truly identify myself) xox

    • Heidi May 3, 2015 at 7:52 am

      Thank you, sweet Vickles. Looking forward to our Tuesday date x

  • Steph April 28, 2015 at 3:52 pm

    Gosh Heidi, that is the darn sweetest, and beautifully written. I’m sure Lovebirds + one will be just as fun x

    • Heidi May 3, 2015 at 7:52 am

      Thank you so much, Steph 🙂 I think so too x

  • Berta April 28, 2015 at 4:16 pm

    Such a beautiful and warm-hearted post! I feel so privileged to have been able to read such a personal post 🙂

    • Heidi May 3, 2015 at 7:52 am

      Oh thanks you, Berta x

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  • Hailey Gale April 29, 2015 at 10:13 pm

    Beautiful post Heidi, your story moved me to tears. Thank you for sharing. Congratulations on your first baby too, super exciting. I look
    forward to making this Granola tomorrow, it is right up my alley xx

    • Heidi May 3, 2015 at 7:53 am

      Thanks, Hailey, that’s so lovely x

  • Rebecca April 30, 2015 at 7:08 pm

    Heidi! Actual tears. This is beautiful.

    • Heidi May 3, 2015 at 7:53 am

      Awe, thanks, Bec x

  • laurasmess May 8, 2015 at 11:34 am

    So glad I travelled back to read this one. Your heart, your transparency, your love together, speak through, within and beyond these words. What an incredible journey you’ve been on together. What a privilege to read along with you. You know what? I cried. Not just in terms of the complete brokenness and progressive healing that you’ve experienced, but because this is exactly what I’m afraid of in terms of getting pregnant. Of losing ‘us two’ and never being able to get back to those snuggly moments alone, those comfortable silences, the selfishness of wanting my husband all to myself when I’m devastated and broken. But you’re completely right, these times, these moments won’t be forgotten. They will be amplified in memory and nourished by the new moments, new types of love and parts of the journey (most of all, the incredible LITTLE LIFE that you’ve both created in love together). SO excited for your little family. I know that you’re going to tackle these coming days with the most beautiful and resilient of bonds. You two are going to be incredible parents in this new chapter together. I can’t wait to keep reading along with your adventure… to discover how your little one likes his/her granola and how he has Ben’s hair or your nose. And I’ll be taking notes for the days when we might follow in your stead xxx

    • Heidi May 9, 2015 at 11:25 am

      Oh, sweet Laura, thank you so much for your thoughtful words & love. I’m so excited for you two to experience this magic x

  • Carole Thornton May 9, 2015 at 11:55 pm

    Heidi, you have no idea how much I enjoy reading the blog and reading about the family. I missed so much and desperately wish I could turn back time and miss less. I wonder about the food … how did Jayden inherit the foodie bug whilst I think food is a necessary evil. You are convincing me to be more adventurous. Love you guys lots and never stop writing xxxxx

    • Heidi May 10, 2015 at 12:59 pm

      Wow, thank you Aunty Carole, that’s lovely. Thank you for all your love & encouragement xxx

  • Katy May 27, 2015 at 1:29 pm

    Hi Heidi,
    I have just discovered your blog (wish I’d known about it sooner!) and this post is just so beautiful! I have been married to my husband for just over 2 years now, (together for 7 and a half). I was 17 when we started dating and the fact that I can relate to the descriptions of your love makes me feel so blessed. We are trying for a baby at the moment and it’s so lovely to see that you’re treasuring moments together as well as looking forward to what’s ahead. Thank you so much for sharing. x

    • Heidi May 28, 2015 at 8:32 am

      Hi Katy! Thanks for such a lovely comment. All the best with trying for your future baby! I hope it comes soon for you, it’s such a special time 🙂 x

  • Chantal June 21, 2015 at 2:44 pm

    Oh wow, tracked back and stumbled upon this post today and I got teary. What beautiful words, love this blog 🙂

    • Heidi June 22, 2015 at 9:13 am

      Thank you so much, Chantal xx

  • emily July 2, 2015 at 5:39 am

    oh man this one made me cry at the end. Im newly preggo and a lot of whats going through my head is what is going to change. Life with my bf is great and Im scared to see what things will become despite all the happiness and joy surrounding having a baby.

    thanks for writing this!!

    • Heidi July 2, 2015 at 10:40 am

      You’re welcome, Emily, thank you for reading and commenting! It’s a sweet time, isn’t it? All the best to you, your bf & bub x

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