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		<title>Comment on diy felt board and (spastic) musings on motherhood by Venus</title>
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		<dc:creator>Venus</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2012 16:27:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh Kim... I&#039;m so there! Balance?! I don&#039;t think there&#039;s ever balance, honestly. I know I haven&#039;t found it. I&#039;m so glad you shared this with us. I don&#039;t know how many times I&#039;ve sat down in front of this darn computer and wanted to put my frustrations into words and ended up just erasing it all, thinking I was the only one feeling lost and just so dang tired of changing diapers.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh Kim&#8230; I&#8217;m so there! Balance?! I don&#8217;t think there&#8217;s ever balance, honestly. I know I haven&#8217;t found it. I&#8217;m so glad you shared this with us. I don&#8217;t know how many times I&#8217;ve sat down in front of this darn computer and wanted to put my frustrations into words and ended up just erasing it all, thinking I was the only one feeling lost and just so dang tired of changing diapers.</p>
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		<title>Comment on diy felt board and (spastic) musings on motherhood by Bambino Steps (Kimberly)</title>
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		<dc:creator>Bambino Steps (Kimberly)</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2012 04:24:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Apples! HA! I really have to gear myself up for trips to the grocery store. Sometimes I&#039;ve started trying to go more frequently in order to have shorter trips, but they always seem to take the same amount of time. I&#039;ve thought so much about starting my own business but totally - I&#039;m so wiped at the end of the day, especially with this no-napping thing, that all I want to do is sit down with the laptop and peruse Net-a-Porter. Curse Carrie and all that talk about fashion! I&#039;m a total addict now. I&#039;m thankful I don&#039;t live where moms are pulling off the latest trends. That&#039;s at least something I don&#039;t feel as though I have to keep up on!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Apples! HA! I really have to gear myself up for trips to the grocery store. Sometimes I&#8217;ve started trying to go more frequently in order to have shorter trips, but they always seem to take the same amount of time. I&#8217;ve thought so much about starting my own business but totally &#8211; I&#8217;m so wiped at the end of the day, especially with this no-napping thing, that all I want to do is sit down with the laptop and peruse Net-a-Porter. Curse Carrie and all that talk about fashion! I&#8217;m a total addict now. I&#8217;m thankful I don&#8217;t live where moms are pulling off the latest trends. That&#8217;s at least something I don&#8217;t feel as though I have to keep up on!</p>
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		<title>Comment on diy felt board and (spastic) musings on motherhood by Bambino Steps (Kimberly)</title>
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		<dc:creator>Bambino Steps (Kimberly)</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2012 04:20:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you Brenna! And long yes, but probably not compared to epicness that I leave you with after your wonderfully crafted posts. :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you Brenna! And long yes, but probably not compared to epicness that I leave you with after your wonderfully crafted posts. <img src='http://bambinosteps.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>Comment on diy felt board and (spastic) musings on motherhood by sascha</title>
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		<dc:creator>sascha</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2012 04:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>OMG!!! The fucking apples! Just put them in the bag for pete&#039;s sake. I still need to fill this cart so that the rest of us don&#039;t starve. I dread the market because I know this is a teaching moment, but someone forgot to mention that teaching moments take A LOT OF TIME!

I keep talking to the (few) girlfriends I have about where is the miracle job that both satisfies me and lets me get my kids off the school bus every afternoon. They keep reminding me that it only exists if I have the drive to start my own small business and be prepared for it to grow. Eh... guess I&#039;m too lazy or just too darn tired after wiping butts and correcting homework every day.

p.s. I wondered where all that awesome Pinteresting stuff was coming from. Should have known it was Sex and the City. I am seriously the slouchiest mom in my neighborhood. Moms around here are pretty fashion savvy (ie:wealthy).</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>OMG!!! The fucking apples! Just put them in the bag for pete&#8217;s sake. I still need to fill this cart so that the rest of us don&#8217;t starve. I dread the market because I know this is a teaching moment, but someone forgot to mention that teaching moments take A LOT OF TIME!</p>
<p>I keep talking to the (few) girlfriends I have about where is the miracle job that both satisfies me and lets me get my kids off the school bus every afternoon. They keep reminding me that it only exists if I have the drive to start my own small business and be prepared for it to grow. Eh&#8230; guess I&#8217;m too lazy or just too darn tired after wiping butts and correcting homework every day.</p>
<p>p.s. I wondered where all that awesome Pinteresting stuff was coming from. Should have known it was Sex and the City. I am seriously the slouchiest mom in my neighborhood. Moms around here are pretty fashion savvy (ie:wealthy).</p>
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		<title>Comment on diy felt board and (spastic) musings on motherhood by Suburban Snapshots</title>
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		<dc:creator>Suburban Snapshots</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2012 01:11:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So, nothing you&#039;ve said here is monumental. Wait, that&#039;s not the word...unusual? What I mean to say is you&#039;re having a really universal  struggle, which doesn&#039;t make it less important or significant, but makes you very much not alone. My hubs does a lot of the house work, he&#039;s a star with the laundry. But every morning I wake up before I drop Anna at school and unload, load, and put away dishes and man, that shit beats you down. It&#039;s Groundhog Day stuff. When I read this blog I love seeing the sweet, magical things you do with your son, but I also can relate to that feeling of loneliness. Working from home is so quiet, and so isolating. There&#039;s nothing bad or wrong or strange in what you&#039;re considering right now, you&#039;re a smart cookie, you&#039;ll work it out. 

That was long, huh?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So, nothing you&#8217;ve said here is monumental. Wait, that&#8217;s not the word&#8230;unusual? What I mean to say is you&#8217;re having a really universal  struggle, which doesn&#8217;t make it less important or significant, but makes you very much not alone. My hubs does a lot of the house work, he&#8217;s a star with the laundry. But every morning I wake up before I drop Anna at school and unload, load, and put away dishes and man, that shit beats you down. It&#8217;s Groundhog Day stuff. When I read this blog I love seeing the sweet, magical things you do with your son, but I also can relate to that feeling of loneliness. Working from home is so quiet, and so isolating. There&#8217;s nothing bad or wrong or strange in what you&#8217;re considering right now, you&#8217;re a smart cookie, you&#8217;ll work it out. </p>
<p>That was long, huh?</p>
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