Ode to Eggos

For as long as I can remember I have love Eggos. Not waffles, strictly the frozen Eggo waffles. After I discovered I was gluten free I became extra hesitant to try all that weird gluten free stuff. In fact my mom bought me the bread and the first thing I did was make everyone else taste it. The look on their faces combined with the instant gagging and vomiting told me I wasn't going to try it. Then one day my mom brought me some gluten free frozen eggo like things. I gave em the eye, checked em out, stared em down and tried em. If I cooked it till it was crispy (like an eggo) it was delicious. Now however, I AM ADDICTED TO MY GLUTEN FREE EGGOS smothered in butter and boysenberry syrup! Crap! All I want to do is eat my frozen waffles all day long. Could this be a pregnancy craving?