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	<title>The Mommy Stories - My Mom Blog</title>
	
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	<description>Tips, advice and inspirational stories from the life of a stay-at-home-mom with two kids</description>
	<pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 05:30:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>These are a few of my favorite things…</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 05:30:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy Steph</dc:creator>
		
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		<description>-Two chubby baby hands clapping in delight
-My little boy&amp;#8217;s pirate voice - &amp;#8220;Arrgh matey!&amp;#8221;
-Watching my two kids giggle and play with each other
-A big chocolate mustache after Little E eats ice cream
-Hearing the words - &amp;#8220;I really, really love you Mommy.&amp;#8221;
-Knowing that I am the center of my baby&amp;#8217;s world
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		<title>Where did my Baby go?</title>
		<link>http://www.themommystories.com/18/where-did-my-baby-go/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 01:30:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy Steph</dc:creator>
		
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		<description>Megan is now 7 months old. Where did the time go?!  I look at her sometimes and feel like she was just born days ago.  Time is flying and sometimes I really wish I could slow it down.  I want to keep her a little baby forever.  But, on the other hand, it is so [...]&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;SHARETHIS.addEntry({ title: "Where did my Baby go?", url: "http://www.themommystories.com/18/where-did-my-baby-go/" });&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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		<title>Dictionary For Three Year Old’s</title>
		<link>http://www.themommystories.com/28/dictionary-for-three-year-olds/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Sep 2008 02:33:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy Steph</dc:creator>
		
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		<description>Everyone&amp;#8217;s kids have words that they make up or pronounce in really cute ways. Here&amp;#8217;s an example of our toddler dictionary.  These words keep us smiling and laughing.
hokeydoctor = helicopter  We love to ask Little E to say this word over and over!
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		<title>Great Start to the Day</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 12:52:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy Steph</dc:creator>
		
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		<description>This morning Little E and I were laying on my bed cuddling and playing cars.  He looked at me, gave me a hug and said, &amp;#8220;I love you Mommy, this much in the whole, wide world.  I&amp;#8217;m happy you&amp;#8217;re here.&amp;#8221;  Awwww&amp;#8230; 
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		<title>Imaginary Friend</title>
		<link>http://www.themommystories.com/07/imaginary-friend/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2008 01:34:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy Steph</dc:creator>
		
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		<description>I never had an imaginary friend as a kid.  But, I did have a great imagination.  My brother and I would play for hours and hours together pretending I was the teacher and he was the student or I was the cook and he was the customer. Yes, I thought it was sooo much fun to [...]&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;SHARETHIS.addEntry({ title: "Imaginary Friend", url: "http://www.themommystories.com/07/imaginary-friend/" });&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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		<title>Sick Day</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 01:14:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy Steph</dc:creator>
		
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		<description>So, I woke up on Monday morning and wanted to call in sick.  Stay in bed, watch cheesey daytime movies, drink lots of sprite.  Then I heard the noises on the baby monitor next to me that reminded me that I have two kids and there isn&amp;#8217;t anyone to call to take my place for the [...]&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;SHARETHIS.addEntry({ title: "Sick Day", url: "http://www.themommystories.com/06/sick-day/" });&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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		<title>Mommy Guilt</title>
		<link>http://www.themommystories.com/31/mommy-guilt/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 03:07:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy Steph</dc:creator>
		
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		<description>Mommy Guilt - I&amp;#8217;m sure we have all dealt with this at some point.  And I was all prepared to write about my guilt this week concerning breastfeeding and how I decided to start weaning Baby M.  I was going to vent about how it&amp;#8217;s been stressful feeding her because I don&amp;#8217;t have enough milk [...]&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;SHARETHIS.addEntry({ title: "Mommy Guilt", url: "http://www.themommystories.com/31/mommy-guilt/" });&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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		<title>San Francisco With A Baby</title>
		<link>http://www.themommystories.com/25/san-francisco-with-a-baby/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 04:33:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My husband is attending a conference in San Francisco this week so Baby M and I tagged along.  We decided to leave Little E at home this time.  I didn&amp;#8217;t think it would be a good idea to tackle a new, big city, a three hour time change, a 4 month old and 3 year [...]&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;SHARETHIS.addEntry({ title: "San Francisco With A Baby", url: "http://www.themommystories.com/25/san-francisco-with-a-baby/" });&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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		<title>The Second Time Around</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 01:24:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy Steph</dc:creator>
		
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		<description>So, I&amp;#8217;m on round two.  Little E is three and Baby M just turned 4 months old.  I have a little experience with the baby stage.  If I had to complete a resume prior to having Baby M, I would have put &amp;#8220;Well Qualified in all aspects of babyhood - sleep training expert, breastfeeding pro [...]&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;SHARETHIS.addEntry({ title: "The Second Time Around", url: "http://www.themommystories.com/15/the-second-time-around/" });&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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		<title>The Late-Afternoon Crazies</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 03:08:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy Steph</dc:creator>
		
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		<description>I refer to the time period between 4:00 and 5:30 pm (or whenever my husband comes home) as the &amp;#8220;late-afternoon crazies.&amp;#8221;  I think most Mom&amp;#8217;s can agree that this time period can often be the longest of the entire day. It is some strange time warp where things that should normally take 30 minutes (like cooking dinner), [...]&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;SHARETHIS.addEntry({ title: "The Late-Afternoon Crazies", url: "http://www.themommystories.com/08/the-late-afternoon-crazies/" });&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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