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	<title>Comments on: The perfect storm</title>
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		<title>By: Emily</title>
		<link>http://thegypsymama.com/2009/08/the-perfect-storm/comment-page-1/#comment-6784</link>
		<dc:creator>Emily</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Sep 2010 03:09:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Just read this one for the first time, and I giggled the whole way through it.  You see I have a Micah of my own, and he resembles your golden-haired one in an uncanny number of ways.  And six years later, he is starting to grow into his skin, but MY GOODNESS, years two-four almost did us in.  Really.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just read this one for the first time, and I giggled the whole way through it.  You see I have a Micah of my own, and he resembles your golden-haired one in an uncanny number of ways.  And six years later, he is starting to grow into his skin, but MY GOODNESS, years two-four almost did us in.  Really.</p>
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		<title>By: Open Arms &#171; The Gypsy Mama</title>
		<link>http://thegypsymama.com/2009/08/the-perfect-storm/comment-page-1/#comment-238</link>
		<dc:creator>Open Arms &#171; The Gypsy Mama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Jan 2010 17:07:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] of epic proportions. It means being brave. It means moments of locking yourself in the bathroom to shriek like a banshee and howl at the [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Don&#8217;t go breaking my heart &#171; The Gypsy Mama</title>
		<link>http://thegypsymama.com/2009/08/the-perfect-storm/comment-page-1/#comment-237</link>
		<dc:creator>Don&#8217;t go breaking my heart &#171; The Gypsy Mama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 02:23:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] am your raggedy, chewed on, strangled with love, burned raw with the heat of your affection and storms of your temper velveteen rabbit [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Your oxygen mask comes first &#171; The Gypsy Mama</title>
		<link>http://thegypsymama.com/2009/08/the-perfect-storm/comment-page-1/#comment-236</link>
		<dc:creator>Your oxygen mask comes first &#171; The Gypsy Mama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 21:29:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] I am overwhelmed my reactions to otherwise ordinary events can be overwhelming. And I am no good to my kids like [...]</description>
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		<title>By: A &#8220;tall mom&#8221; falls down &#171; The Gypsy Mama</title>
		<link>http://thegypsymama.com/2009/08/the-perfect-storm/comment-page-1/#comment-235</link>
		<dc:creator>A &#8220;tall mom&#8221; falls down &#171; The Gypsy Mama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 21:04:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Truth is, no matter how we dress it up, we all have raggedy edges. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Truth is, no matter how we dress it up, we all have raggedy edges. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Motherhood in a nutshell &#171; The Gypsy Mama</title>
		<link>http://thegypsymama.com/2009/08/the-perfect-storm/comment-page-1/#comment-234</link>
		<dc:creator>Motherhood in a nutshell &#171; The Gypsy Mama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 18:32:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] of epic proportions. It means being brave. It means moments of locking yourself in the bathroom to shriek like a banshee and howl at the [...]</description>
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		<title>By: The post where I make like a preschooler and ask, &#8220;But Whhhyyy?&#8221; &#171; The Gypsy Mama</title>
		<link>http://thegypsymama.com/2009/08/the-perfect-storm/comment-page-1/#comment-233</link>
		<dc:creator>The post where I make like a preschooler and ask, &#8220;But Whhhyyy?&#8221; &#171; The Gypsy Mama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 19:42:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] How is it possible that we have purchased Micah’s body weight in pacifiers and still there is never one to be found when he shows signs of going over to the dark side? [...]</description>
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		<title>By: thegypsymama</title>
		<link>http://thegypsymama.com/2009/08/the-perfect-storm/comment-page-1/#comment-232</link>
		<dc:creator>thegypsymama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Aug 2009 14:04:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sometimes I am tempted to get down on the floor and do some serious flailing and wailing myself - maybe that would give everyone a good laugh, eh and alleviate the tension?</description>
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		<title>By: Kristen</title>
		<link>http://thegypsymama.com/2009/08/the-perfect-storm/comment-page-1/#comment-231</link>
		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Aug 2009 06:11:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow!  The day you posted this, I was up with a baby who -- I can only conclude -- must be teething.  He wailed from 4:30 until 6 in the morning.  (Stopping, of course, just in time for his big sisters to wake.)  I did some wailing myself.

But Jackson&#039;s on to something.  Next time I&#039;m feeling sorry for myself (while I&#039;m holding the sweetest, fattest,  wailingest little baby), I&#039;m going to change my mind.  Because, really, this is such a blessing.  Even the teething.

Thanks for the story.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow!  The day you posted this, I was up with a baby who &#8212; I can only conclude &#8212; must be teething.  He wailed from 4:30 until 6 in the morning.  (Stopping, of course, just in time for his big sisters to wake.)  I did some wailing myself.</p>
<p>But Jackson&#8217;s on to something.  Next time I&#8217;m feeling sorry for myself (while I&#8217;m holding the sweetest, fattest,  wailingest little baby), I&#8217;m going to change my mind.  Because, really, this is such a blessing.  Even the teething.</p>
<p>Thanks for the story.</p>
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		<title>By: thegypsymama</title>
		<link>http://thegypsymama.com/2009/08/the-perfect-storm/comment-page-1/#comment-230</link>
		<dc:creator>thegypsymama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2009 16:18:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks - it&#039;s a good reminder to have!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks &#8211; it&#8217;s a good reminder to have!</p>
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