<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462</id><updated>2011-07-07T23:35:23.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations with my Child</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog of thoughts and words, ideas and hopes, dreams and daydreams directed to my daughter... from pre-birth on...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-8017779695192810933</id><published>2010-07-03T02:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T02:55:24.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Beautiful Girl...I started this blog 8 years ago.  Little blurbs.  Quick conversations with my unborn daughter.  Things I wanted to remember to say that I was sure I wouldn't say later.Then you were born - and the name changed.The posts have never been anything but sporadic.  Something says "oh yeah!" in the back of my head and I look at the photos on my desk and think "oh so long since I last</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8017779695192810933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=8017779695192810933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/8017779695192810933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/8017779695192810933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-beautiful-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-4255417259770175632</id><published>2009-02-02T00:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T01:01:38.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6, 6, you are sooooooo Six!!Oh my little angel.  We had your party today for your sixth birthday.  Yes, we did your "family party" on your actual birthday... and it was good.  But nothing beats the joy of 20 children running around a bouncy-place shrieking and laughing and having a good time.  And nothing beats knowing they are there for you.  And for us, the compliments from the other parents </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/4255417259770175632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=4255417259770175632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/4255417259770175632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/4255417259770175632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2009/02/6-6-you-are-sooooooo-six-oh-my-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-1075070197575828325</id><published>2008-05-30T19:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:59:49.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Milestones6 years later.  6 years ago, I started this, fully intending to be a fabulous mom-to-be, writing every day, sharing the intimate secrets of my heart with you...And then, yeah, not so much.  I had horrid Hyperemesis.  Your pregnancy was a rough one.  I wrote not so much.'But surely,' I thought, 'I would write more once you were here at last!!'Which might've happened if you had slept your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1075070197575828325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=1075070197575828325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/1075070197575828325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/1075070197575828325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2008/05/milestones-6-years-later.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-8748434884674705704</id><published>2008-01-24T00:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:50:02.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beautiful, beautiful girl...5 years ago, at this time, the phone rang - and the hospital said I could come in for my scheduled induction.I had already been in "non-productive" labor with you for 72 hours at that point.  Contractions were coming 5 mins, 5 mins, 20 mins... 5, 5, 15, 5, 5, 25, 5, 5, 15... sleep? What sleep?  I was delirious and exhausted.  But the hospitals were so full that they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8748434884674705704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=8748434884674705704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/8748434884674705704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/8748434884674705704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/beautiful-beautiful-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-8700794627920004179</id><published>2008-01-17T00:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T00:37:39.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're just starting to learn to read now - so I guess I'd better start planning to update this more regularly - as it won't be all that long before you say "Mom? what gives with the sporadic nature of the blog?" and the only answer I'll have is "um... I suck at consistency and follow-thru?"Of course, by then, you'll probably know that all too well yourself from experience!  Hopefully, you'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/8700794627920004179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=8700794627920004179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/8700794627920004179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/8700794627920004179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2008/01/youre-just-starting-to-learn-to-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-1818477750469017224</id><published>2007-08-16T19:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T19:26:53.658-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Darling Girl...I'd say something about time flying - but honestly, that's sort of become cliche here, hasn't it?I hope that I tell you every day just how wonderful you are to me.  I hope you know that you are the light around which the fairies of my heart dance.At 4 1/2 you are precocious and precious.  You are warm and loving and caring and giving.  You also talk non-stop - so it seems rather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/1818477750469017224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=1818477750469017224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/1818477750469017224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/1818477750469017224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2007/08/darling-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-116556738888992805</id><published>2006-12-08T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T01:43:08.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh my beautiful girl!!Where has the time gone?All my mommy-friends told me it would go by far too quickly, and they were right, it seems.But every moment of your existence, from the first day I knew about you through today has been one where I just can't believe how lucky I am to have you for a daughter...Today you said the sweetest, nicest thing anyone has ever told me in my entire life.  As we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/116556738888992805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=116556738888992805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/116556738888992805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/116556738888992805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-my-beautiful-girl-where-has-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-114645655249226920</id><published>2006-04-30T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:11:27.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whooooooooosh!!!It seems but a moment ago.4 years ago right around the end of April, I got pregnant with you, my darlingest girl.Your daddy was out of town on a business trip - came home - and we celebrated by giving ourselves the gift of you!Now Daddy's out of town on business again this same weekend -- different company, opposite end of the country (that was San Francisco - this time Maryland) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/114645655249226920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=114645655249226920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/114645655249226920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/114645655249226920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2006/04/whooooooooosh-it-seems-but-moment-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-114249473421766179</id><published>2006-03-16T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T00:38:54.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Best Laid Plans...I really did mean for this to be an ongoing project.  But who knew that so quickly you'd go from an idea, to a baby, to an infant, to a toddler, to a little girl?Now we talk every day... and I seldom think to come here to write to you when I can just cuddle up with you and tell you how much I love you over and over again.You are a sweet, smart, and wonderful child.I never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/114249473421766179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=114249473421766179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/114249473421766179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/114249473421766179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2006/03/best-laid-plans.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-113130560236489822</id><published>2005-11-06T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T12:33:22.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a Difference a Day Makes...From this:To this:in the blink of an eye it seems.One moment, you were helpless and tiny - the next, you have become a little girl.  An independent, strong-willed, smart, sweet, funny little girl.You take my breath away.Some moments, you are incorrigible -- filled with your own sense of power, and determined to be the ruler of your own destiny.  You shout, scream, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/113130560236489822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=113130560236489822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/113130560236489822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/113130560236489822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-difference-day-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-112987653592806447</id><published>2005-10-21T00:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T00:35:35.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beautiful Girl...Time flies - and you are closer to 3 than 2 1/2!  You are my joy.No longer a baby, nor even an infant - you are so much the little girl now.  You have this amazing personality - headstrong, but loving.  You are a bit of a drama queen (I think you get that from me!) but you also have such a huge heart!  You charm everyone who meets you - adult and child alike. But you have so much</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/112987653592806447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=112987653592806447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/112987653592806447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/112987653592806447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2005/10/beautiful-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-112143715485408030</id><published>2005-07-15T08:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T08:19:14.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Darling GirlI don't write much here - but you are the joy of my life!!You are all that I ever hoped for in a daughter, and more...Your love of life, your sweet nature, and your smile never cease to warm my heart.Even at two and a half years old, your 'terrible twos' aren't terrible, so much as tiring...You have so much energy! and so much passion!! You definitely feel things deeply, like your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/112143715485408030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=112143715485408030&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/112143715485408030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/112143715485408030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-darling-girl-i-dont-write-much-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-111092814548813910</id><published>2005-03-15T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T16:10:30.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time Flies...And there are better records of your childhood elsewhere...A thousand and one photos - stories on other sites - and a baby book that is ever increasing in its thickness.As I write this, you are napping.A long nap - a two-year-old who is still a bit under the weather nap.You are my angel.I'll never understand why people call it the "Terrible" twos... trying? yes... testing? yes... but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/111092814548813910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=111092814548813910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/111092814548813910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/111092814548813910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2005/03/time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-109615163721531867</id><published>2004-09-25T16:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T16:47:54.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> You are so amazing my darling...I can't keep up!You run, play, giggle, stamp your feet, clap when you are angry, love the alphabet song, want to read and read and read... So many things!Each day with you is joy!Mama(who is rotten about updating this! but loves you so!)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/109615163721531867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=109615163721531867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/109615163721531867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/109615163721531867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2004/09/you-are-so-amazing-my-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-108226533816096128</id><published>2004-04-17T23:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T23:19:33.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are walking... you are talking... you are full of energy and life - and you bring joy to each and every day that I get to spend with you...I look at your pictures, as we come up on 15 months old - and realize that you are a baby no longer... I look down at you pulling yourself up on my pantleg and see a little girl.  You are officially a "toddler" now - but you will always be my baby girl!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/108226533816096128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=108226533816096128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/108226533816096128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/108226533816096128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2004/04/you-are-walking.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-107428090845908745</id><published>2004-01-16T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T12:23:41.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am hideously bad about updating this thing, my darling girl.Your first birthday rapidly approaches - and I have only a handful of entries to show for all of the wonderful time you have shared with me!You are gorgeous... You are wonderful... You are intelligent... You are amazing!!Your father and I can't believe how lucky we are.  Each day, you make us smile and realize how much we love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/107428090845908745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=107428090845908745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/107428090845908745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/107428090845908745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-am-hideously-bad-about-updating-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-106144412512781876</id><published>2003-08-20T23:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T23:35:25.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh my...I've let the time slip by again...It's just that it's so easy to do.  I spend my days watching you grow - and playing with you - and learning with you... I seldom have the time, it seems, to sit and write about it - because that would mean missing it.You are amazing, my baby girl.You are sunshine and smiles - and the odd bit of temper... You are learning to control your world now.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/106144412512781876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=106144412512781876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/106144412512781876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/106144412512781876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2003/08/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-105816140586432816</id><published>2003-07-13T23:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T23:43:25.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your father is upstairs feeding and shushing you - it's the 11:30p feeding and wakeup... I think you still do this just because you like to see us.  I can hear your little sleepy sounds so clearly through the monitor... but I must stay downstairs now, lest you wakeup too much to go back to sleep.You aren't sleeping through the night yet bunny-mine - but we think it's just around the bend.  You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/105816140586432816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=105816140586432816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/105816140586432816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/105816140586432816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2003/07/your-father-is-upstairs-feeding-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-95183669</id><published>2003-06-02T02:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T02:51:12.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today you hit quite a big milestone, bunny...Your first real "food"!!!  Not talking about single grain, bland, blah baby cereal... You had Sweet Potatoes!!And boy did you love 'em.I guess anything's got to be better than that horribly awful, icky formula (Nutramigen) we've got you on.  Your little face just lit right up when you got to the second spoonful... and you blazed through a whole </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/95183669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=95183669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/95183669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/95183669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2003/06/today-you-hit-quite-big-milestone.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-94851594</id><published>2003-05-25T00:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T00:00:56.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was your "4-month" birthday today...My how you have grown!!!I can't believe how big you are my darling!  and how amazing you already are... You can sit up on your own for a few seconds, but then your feet always capture your attention and reaching for them - down you go!  Today, Daddy and I fed you Rice Cereal from a spoon!  Your first 'big girl' meal... all 1 teaspoon of it.  You did well </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/94851594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=94851594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/94851594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/94851594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2003/05/it-was-your-4-month-birthday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-92031313</id><published>2003-04-05T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T01:07:21.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The monitor over my shoulder is broadcasting the 'wave' sounds that provide the whitenoise that helps you to sleep, my dear.  Through it, I can hear your occasional "night noises."  You're a regular cornucopia of sound at night!Tonight we are trying a 'new swaddle' technique - seeing if we can leave one of your hands out yet.  It seems to be going well - but your little right hand gets as cold </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/92031313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=92031313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/92031313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/92031313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2003/04/monitor-over-my-shoulder-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-91638999</id><published>2003-03-29T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T23:37:07.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You just fell asleep again on my shoulder... Such a wonderful feeling.Whenever you do that, it just melts my heart.You're a bit sick tonight... and Daddy's terribly sick.  You both seem to have gotten whatever intestinal bug I've had for the past couple of days.  It's pretty icky.  I'm still sick myself - but not as bad as Daddy - so it's me taking care of both of you... Which is pretty okay, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/91638999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=91638999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/91638999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/91638999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2003/03/you-just-fell-asleep-again-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-90022600</id><published>2003-03-02T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-03-02T18:11:56.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Moms do not have time to blog much!You were born, little darling girl, on January 24th, at 7:50pm - late, but perfect!Unfortunately, your birth almost killed mommy, so it's been a hard month+ of recovery.I will post the details here soon - as I've posted them elsewhere... as your birth was full of miracles, not the least of which was you, my baby girl!For now, I thought I'd better change</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/90022600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=90022600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/90022600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/90022600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2003/03/new-moms-do-not-have-time-to-blog-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-87234005</id><published>2003-01-10T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T13:52:52.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh my...Well best laid plans!You're due now... well, any time now.  If you go with the 40 weeks from conception date - you're due tomorrow.  If you go with the 40 weeks from LMP, you're due on the 16th...Anyhoo... nonetheless, you'll be here with me soon, and then I can talk and talk and talk to you all I like... But type? Heck... I couldn't seem to maintain this when you were still inside </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/87234005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=87234005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/87234005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/87234005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2003/01/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-83201180</id><published>2002-10-18T22:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T22:28:08.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahem... daughter-girl-child-to-be-mine...Can you please stop the Tae-bo lesson so I can go to sleep now?Thanks,Mom</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/83201180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=83201180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/83201180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/83201180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2002/10/ahem.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-82650562</id><published>2002-10-07T13:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-10-07T13:42:12.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so horrible about remembering to post here...Probably because we "talk" all the time now... Now that you're down there squirming around like a seal taking kick-boxing lessons!It's simply amazing to me, to wake up each day, and realize that you're really in there.  Doing whatever it is that babies do in the womb (other than grow and kick!) and getting ready for the time we get to meet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/82650562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=82650562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/82650562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/82650562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2002/10/im-so-horrible-about-remembering-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-81074836</id><published>2002-09-02T22:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-09-02T22:29:06.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time flies so!  I talk to you alot - I just forget to type it here!The amnio has confirmed that you're a girl, my darling daughter-to-be... and all your genes look lovely and 100% normal! (Now let's just hope you got your father's beautiful eyes!)We're more than 1/2 way there - with you due sometime in January.  The ultrasound showed I was right about your conception date, but our doc decided</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/81074836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=81074836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/81074836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/81074836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2002/09/time-flies-so-i-talk-to-you-alot-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-80016503</id><published>2002-08-09T00:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-08-09T00:21:10.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry it's been so long...It's not that we haven't been talking - well, mostly, it's one-sided... me mumbling incoherently down toward my navel and wondering if you hear me.Yesterday was your ultrasound - and my amnio... and it hurt!! Well, not the ultrasound, but the amnio.  Don't ever believe a doctor when he tells you he's going to stick a 4 inch long needle through your abdomen and into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/80016503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=80016503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/80016503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/80016503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2002/08/sorry-its-been-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-78867689</id><published>2002-07-12T10:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-07-12T10:14:53.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not much new.Still suffering from Morning Sickness.  Still moody and hormonal.  But your Daddy says he can tell I'm pregnant now - as my breasts are starting to resemble Pamela Anderson's, and I'm just starting to "show" a bit.It will be time for a trip to the store soon - to buy 'comfy' clothes.  Not sure I'm quite ready to move into Maternity wear yet - but a few loose skirts and dresses are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/78867689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=78867689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/78867689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/78867689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2002/07/not-much-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-78783817</id><published>2002-07-10T11:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-07-10T11:32:25.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah little one...You have been nothing but trouble so far...6 months to go, and I'm waiting for your smile!January seems so far away!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/78783817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=78783817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/78783817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/78783817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2002/07/ah-little-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-78590791</id><published>2002-07-05T11:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-07-05T11:54:03.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alrighty then...You've keep me sick beyond words (and by beyond words, you'll note the month+ gap in entries) for oh so long now.My darling husband (your father) thinks you have little levers in there, which you pull when bored, to see what they do.1 marked hungry, 1 marked sleepy, and 1 marked eject - which covers ridding myself of anything in my gastrointestinal system...I'm just hoping </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/78590791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=78590791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/78590791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/78590791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2002/07/alrighty-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-76885140</id><published>2002-05-23T09:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T09:28:46.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well this morning you seem to be letting me off the hook a bit - the 'morning' sickness, or as I like to call it, 22-hour-a-day sickness is down to a dull roar...I've been reading alot about your development.  It seems no one is going to agree on your actual due date - there are so many ways to calculate it!! Sometime in January is all I know...A. has been a godsend - since my OB/Gyn refuses </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/76885140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=76885140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/76885140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/76885140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2002/05/well-this-morning-you-seem-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-76815957</id><published>2002-05-21T16:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-05-21T16:38:19.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today you scared me...First you made me too sick to do anything other than lay in bed eating saltines and drinking tea... Then brief spotting - which caused me to call our Doula, who said it was quite normal, as long as it wasn't heavy, and I had no cramps...It went away, but I was so afraid for about an hour!Meanwhile, the Doula (we'll call her "A." from here on out...) and I talked about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/76815957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=76815957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/76815957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/76815957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2002/05/today-you-scared-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-76804384</id><published>2002-05-21T11:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-05-21T11:10:19.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Apparently there was a glitch this morning and so this page was unreachable for part of the day, my apologies...Not that you were missing anything! More later...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/76804384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=76804384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/76804384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/76804384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2002/05/apparently-there-was-glitch-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-76747057</id><published>2002-05-19T23:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T23:03:57.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay then - I'm not really sure where to start.  You're not very far along as I write this - and so not many people close to me know that you're even there.  Your Father and I thought that we should wait a bit before letting anyone else know.  So for now, this site has to be anonymous.  I just needed a place to write to you.  Someplace maybe to share with you someday what it was like, when I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/76747057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=76747057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/76747057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/76747057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2002/05/okay-then-im-not-really-sure-where-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525462.post-76746660</id><published>2002-05-19T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T22:50:18.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First I figured I ought to get this set up...Then I suppose I ought to get myself organized enough to say something.At the moment, I'm trying just to get it set up.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/feeds/76746660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3525462&amp;postID=76746660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/76746660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525462/posts/default/76746660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babytalk.blogspot.com/2002/05/first-i-figured-i-ought-to-get-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Call me yndy...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
