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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAFQnk7cSp7ImA9WhRRFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008950997083029230</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:38:33.709-05:00</updated><title>My Lil Miracle</title><subtitle type="html">Everyday happenings in our life</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Badgirl080</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057503114461793641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/SwwzTx13NrI/AAAAAAAAADg/TgDfQA8uqIQ/S220/IMG_9155.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MyLilMiracle" /><feedburner:info uri="mylilmiracle" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UFQXY7fCp7ImA9WxBaFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008950997083029230.post-1340550614082752398</id><published>2010-03-25T14:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T17:06:50.804-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-25T17:06:50.804-04:00</app:edited><title>Bittersweet Memories</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/S6vP-V7lhVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/SvE2bcR3A_s/s1600/house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/S6vP-V7lhVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/SvE2bcR3A_s/s400/house.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I don't know why I blog, I cant write to save my life. When I proof read my blog I feel like I am reading something a 8yr old wrote. AAHH oh well not many people read this anyway and I mostly keep it to keep family and friends updated on how our girls are doing. Anyways, in 8 days we will be in BEAUTIFUL Colorado for vacation. I haven't been back home for just about a year and I realize just how much I miss where I call home. I miss of course my family, but I also miss the blue skies, the smell of the farm, I miss waving to people I pass because we all know each other in our small town. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I miss being around people who have known me all my life as well as my family. I miss how friendly everyone out west is and how much happier people out west seem to be. So many people here seem uptight and hurried by life to the point of blunt rudeness. I miss seeing flat land!! even as unappealing that sounds but I love being able to see for miles and miles when I look in any direction. I miss going to places that my grandparents took my sister and I when we were little kids but I do love the fact that we can now take our kids to the same places and hope that those memories stick with them as they did with us. There's just so much I miss but where we are is ok too, we are able to take our kids to lots of fun places and we have many chances to make sweet memories for our kids. I know that probably here soon things will change and going "home" wont really be home anymore, it will become a place we use to know and love but wont ever be the same again. I just hope our kids will save at least a few memories of what their mommy's new as their home. Going home now is just Bittersweet, I'm ecstatic to go home and see my grandma and her house and relax but at the same time I don't want to go cause I don't want to be reminded that things wont be like this for very long and there will be a day that when we go home we wont have our grandma there to welcome us. 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;UUggh ok no more whinning and reminiscing. I will post some new pics of our girls and when we get back from Colorado Gracie will have her 2 yr check up, oh and Gracie's birthday is on April 25th she will be obviously two years old, I just cant believe how fast two yrs have gone by. I'm sure we will have a birthday party for 4 since we have no family in this state lolol but it will be great to watch her blow her candle out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Well I am sure I will be posting tons of new pics and I hope you all enjoy them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008950997083029230-3416628738654178641?l=bobbicox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~4/ErxAaiQuUBk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/feeds/3416628738654178641/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008950997083029230&amp;postID=3416628738654178641" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/3416628738654178641?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/3416628738654178641?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~3/ErxAaiQuUBk/2010_02_14_archive.html" title="New New New" /><author><name>Badgirl080</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057503114461793641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/SwwzTx13NrI/AAAAAAAAADg/TgDfQA8uqIQ/S220/IMG_9155.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/S3s1l_bcYtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OnLYnA9hDBo/s72-c/nikon3000.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/2010_02_14_archive.html#3416628738654178641</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cNQXg8eyp7ImA9WxBREUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008950997083029230.post-3190866683161969279</id><published>2009-12-30T13:38:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T13:51:30.673-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-30T13:51:30.673-05:00</app:edited><title>Christmas and things....</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas this year was great! Jaylene and Gracie got everything they wanted and more. Jaylene had asked for some Aeropostle sweatshirts and a&amp;nbsp;family fued game for her DS&amp;nbsp;and of course a cell phone (prepaid). She didnt put the cell phone down at all christmas day. As for Gracie she got a very own play kitchen, which by the way took 3hrs to put together!!! She also got a talking broom, and a lil shopping cart which was also a very big hit. All in all it was a good christmas. However the weekend following christmas was not so good. It started with gracie puking all over her Auntie Jo and continued to puke everywhere all night long, the next day she didnt want to eat, drink, sleep she just sat in my lap and cuddled. I thought all was better that night but I was wrong because just as we got gracie to bed - Jaylene runs to the bathroom puking, then the next morning it was auntie and I's turn of puking, cold sweats, body aching hell! Thank goodness gracie was a good girl for us on monday she did very well entertaining herself. I think she knew that we were all sick. Finally tuesday evening we all were feeling better and I could finally go to work on wednesday. Thats it in a nutshell, I will post some pics as soon as I can. I think we just did video instead of pics but I'll double check - I hope everyone had a great christmas and has an even better New year!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008950997083029230-3190866683161969279?l=bobbicox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~4/4XQK3bRpzaU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/feeds/3190866683161969279/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008950997083029230&amp;postID=3190866683161969279" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/3190866683161969279?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/3190866683161969279?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~3/4XQK3bRpzaU/2009_12_27_archive.html" title="Christmas and things...." /><author><name>Badgirl080</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057503114461793641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/SwwzTx13NrI/AAAAAAAAADg/TgDfQA8uqIQ/S220/IMG_9155.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/2009_12_27_archive.html#3190866683161969279</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMEQn07fip7ImA9WxBTFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008950997083029230.post-7077631063329308727</id><published>2009-12-09T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:53:23.306-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-09T19:53:23.306-05:00</app:edited><title>A Mothers Prayer</title><content type="html">I was bored at work and was browsing random people's blogs on Blogspot and I came across this poem and I think its pretty much perfect in how alot of us mothers feel most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Lord, it's such a hectic day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With little time to stop and pray, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For life's been anything but calm,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since you called on me to be a mom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Running errands, matching socks,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Building dreams with building blocks. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cooking, cleaning, and finding shoes, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And other stuff that children lose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fitting lids on bottled bugs,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wiping tears and giving hugs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A stack of last week's mail to read, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So where's the quiet time I need?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet when I steal a minute Lord, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just at the sink or ironing board,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To ask the blessings of your grace, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see then in my small one's face,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you have blessed me all the while,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I stop to kiss that precious smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...Author Unknown &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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She is within the 25th to 50th percentile for her age group. She has a lil bit of an ear infection still and also got her Hep A and Flu Shot :(&amp;nbsp; As far as her sleeping (or lack there of) she has gotten worse over the past few days. The day before yesterday she was awake from 11pm to 4am and last night up from 4am to 10:30am. I tried leaving her to cry but that seemed to only make things worse so finally at 6am I gave up and let her out of her crib and I turned her baby einstein to entertain her while I slept on the couch. I thought for sure as she got older she would start sleeping better but it seems as though there is some great force out there punishing me for all the bad things I have done in my life or at least it feels that way. My wish for christmas would be to have gracie sleep all night, every night but at this point it seems that would warrant a miracle rather than a simple wish.&amp;nbsp; As far as how Im doing, I got my tarot cards read this past saturday and well the cards say that I am surrounded by money (4 money cards) and told me that basically I'm being lazy and that If I want money and fortune then its all up to me, that its there waiting for me if I make the decision to not be lazy and think outside the box...hhmmm He also mentioned he saw a move could not clarify if it meant physically moving to another place, state or move in some other sense.. however he told me that I should talk to my friends that I have known for a very long time cause they are there for me and might help give me some new ideas. He also mentioned that there is one friend that needs to tell me something and that I should reach out to friends I havent talked to in awhile. Im not sure how much of that is accurate but what the hell I got a free birth chart for gracie lolol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008950997083029230-2212959183146987486?l=bobbicox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~4/eO5qcsbMLXE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/feeds/2212959183146987486/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008950997083029230&amp;postID=2212959183146987486" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/2212959183146987486?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/2212959183146987486?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~3/eO5qcsbMLXE/2009_10_25_archive.html" title="18 MONTH CHECK UP" /><author><name>Badgirl080</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057503114461793641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/SwwzTx13NrI/AAAAAAAAADg/TgDfQA8uqIQ/S220/IMG_9155.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/2009_10_25_archive.html#2212959183146987486</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04FSHk5eSp7ImA9WxNVEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008950997083029230.post-4080130646500152992</id><published>2009-10-21T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:31:59.721-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-21T09:31:59.721-04:00</app:edited><title>So far So good</title><content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well last night was even better than the night before. Gracie only woke up twice because she couldnt find her pacifier. I went in found it gave it to her and gave her a hug and kiss and each time she cried for about 2 mins after I closed the door but that was all. Also she slept til around 830am. So I am thinkin we are getting this down pat finally. She is a very stubborn and spoiled child so Im hoping other big events like potty training, the taking away of the pacifier are not as hard as I think they will be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today I am working an early shift so I can be home to take the family to Trunk or Treat (I think thats what they called it) at my sister's church. I made the mistake of buying gracie a 20's Flapper costume not thinking that we live in New York and it will probably be freezing so therefore a dress is not that good of an idea for a halloween costume. So I am dressing her in her Flapper costume for this event which I believe is inside (I hope). I figure Ill just go to walmart or target and spend $15 on an outfit that is warm and snuggly for the real Trick and Treating event, but knowing my luck it will be 50 degrees out that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008950997083029230-4080130646500152992?l=bobbicox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~4/5ixQ1s6X-6w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/feeds/4080130646500152992/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008950997083029230&amp;postID=4080130646500152992" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/4080130646500152992?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/4080130646500152992?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~3/5ixQ1s6X-6w/2009_10_18_archive.html" title="So far So good" /><author><name>Badgirl080</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057503114461793641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/SwwzTx13NrI/AAAAAAAAADg/TgDfQA8uqIQ/S220/IMG_9155.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/2009_10_18_archive.html#4080130646500152992</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQAR3Y9fyp7ImA9WxNVEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008950997083029230.post-5392593811558301923</id><published>2009-10-20T17:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T17:32:26.867-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-20T17:32:26.867-04:00</app:edited><title>Breaking the Cycle</title><content type="html">&lt;em&gt;As many of you know Gracie is not the best sleeper, never has been! However my sister and I are determined to break this cycle. So for the past two nights anytime gracie wakes up she is given her pacifier and then a hug and we leave the room, we are also trying to cut the habit of giving her a bottle before she goes down for a nap or bedtime. Last night was pretty good, she woke me up twice cause she couldnt find her pacifier and then at 530'ish that wasnt enough so I ended up giving her a bottle and a diaper change. I held her while she ate her bottle and then when she was finished I held her for maybe two more mins and then gave her a kiss and hug and layed her down. Well she did good she only cried for about 5 mins and then was fast asleep and the best part of all she slept til 945am!!!! We both woke up in a great mood, we played with her toys for a bit. Im also trying to break the morning bottle routine, so i didnt give her one. So we played for a bit and I asked if she was hungry and she nodded her head so we went to the kitchen and she had some ham, cottage cheese, turkey, and some dates. Im so happy she is getting over her ear infection, she is finally eating good meals and in a good mood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008950997083029230-5392593811558301923?l=bobbicox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~4/sgtDdjMI3Jk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/feeds/5392593811558301923/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008950997083029230&amp;postID=5392593811558301923" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/5392593811558301923?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/5392593811558301923?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~3/sgtDdjMI3Jk/2009_10_18_archive.html" title="Breaking the Cycle" /><author><name>Badgirl080</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057503114461793641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/SwwzTx13NrI/AAAAAAAAADg/TgDfQA8uqIQ/S220/IMG_9155.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/2009_10_18_archive.html#5392593811558301923</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8EQnYzfSp7ImA9WxNWGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008950997083029230.post-8983409296074024599</id><published>2009-10-19T18:57:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:10:03.885-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-19T19:10:03.885-04:00</app:edited><title>Its been a long time</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/StzxuNsJHmI/AAAAAAAAABk/Q5e0yhOMN-E/s1600-h/Picnik+collage21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394452229934095970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/StzxuNsJHmI/AAAAAAAAABk/Q5e0yhOMN-E/s320/Picnik+collage21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it has been about two years since I have updated this blog, so I thought now would be a good time to catch everyone up to speed as to what is going on in our lives. Gracelyn is now 18 months old and is a carbon copy of me! Her father has chosen not to be in her life at all, which is ok. Personally she is probably better off. We are now living in our own place but still very close to my sister and Gracie's favorite person jaylene (cousin). My sister babysits for me while I work Full Time. We are always on the go it seems, we constantly love to spoil our girls and take them to fun places and do really neat stuff! I will post more when Gracelyn has her 18 month check up on Oct 27th. Here are some recent pics of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/StzxJpkY2MI/AAAAAAAAABU/8asLLh6TfzY/s1600-h/100809b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394451601762605250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/StzxJpkY2MI/AAAAAAAAABU/8asLLh6TfzY/s320/100809b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/StzxcaGwVmI/AAAAAAAAABc/_5e10OOAkA0/s1600-h/IMG_9150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394451924029298274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/StzxcaGwVmI/AAAAAAAAABc/_5e10OOAkA0/s320/IMG_9150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008950997083029230-8983409296074024599?l=bobbicox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~4/TnlDMyFxSc8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/feeds/8983409296074024599/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008950997083029230&amp;postID=8983409296074024599" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/8983409296074024599?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/8983409296074024599?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~3/TnlDMyFxSc8/2009_10_18_archive.html" title="Its been a long time" /><author><name>Badgirl080</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057503114461793641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/SwwzTx13NrI/AAAAAAAAADg/TgDfQA8uqIQ/S220/IMG_9155.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/StzxuNsJHmI/AAAAAAAAABk/Q5e0yhOMN-E/s72-c/Picnik+collage21.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/2009_10_18_archive.html#8983409296074024599</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EEQns5cCp7ImA9WB9XFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008950997083029230.post-6949180562900162194</id><published>2007-11-08T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T20:26:43.528-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-11-08T20:26:43.528-05:00</app:edited><title>New Ultrasound Pics</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WRXl3zMV544/RzO3OAWSoOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rsmajUYJBC0/s1600-h/10weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130645851744674018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WRXl3zMV544/RzO3OAWSoOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rsmajUYJBC0/s400/10weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WRXl3zMV544/RzO3OgWSoPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/-FPMHX3b8VM/s1600-h/10weeks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130645860334608626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WRXl3zMV544/RzO3OgWSoPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/-FPMHX3b8VM/s400/10weeks1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hey everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I went in for my 2 ultrasound on Nov 7th to check for down syndrome, the baby however was too small to measure for down syndrome so I will be going back for another ultrasound in two weeks. I am 10 weeks and 3 days pregnant. The baby's heart rate was at 148bpm and is about an inch and half long. Its amazing to see how much she/he has grown since the first ultrasound. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008950997083029230-6949180562900162194?l=bobbicox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~4/11u93FdVOAs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/feeds/6949180562900162194/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008950997083029230&amp;postID=6949180562900162194" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/6949180562900162194?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/6949180562900162194?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~3/11u93FdVOAs/2007_11_04_archive.html" title="New Ultrasound Pics" /><author><name>Badgirl080</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057503114461793641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/SwwzTx13NrI/AAAAAAAAADg/TgDfQA8uqIQ/S220/IMG_9155.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WRXl3zMV544/RzO3OAWSoOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rsmajUYJBC0/s72-c/10weeks.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/2007_11_04_archive.html#6949180562900162194</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkADQHY6fyp7ImA9WB9XEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008950997083029230.post-3859489395265567936</id><published>2007-11-05T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:46:11.817-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-11-05T12:46:11.817-05:00</app:edited><title>My First post</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WRXl3zMV544/Ry9WwFIi5mI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Hr0NIvaNRjw/s1600-h/mybabyBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129413884610012770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WRXl3zMV544/Ry9WwFIi5mI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Hr0NIvaNRjw/s400/mybabyBW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;On October 15, 2007 it was confirmed that I am pregnant. 6 weeks and 6 days. The heart rate was 160 bpm and 8.6 mm. More to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7008950997083029230-3859489395265567936?l=bobbicox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~4/ymVjfizpi28" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/feeds/3859489395265567936/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7008950997083029230&amp;postID=3859489395265567936" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/3859489395265567936?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7008950997083029230/posts/default/3859489395265567936?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyLilMiracle/~3/ymVjfizpi28/2007_11_04_archive.html" title="My First post" /><author><name>Badgirl080</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057503114461793641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WRXl3zMV544/SwwzTx13NrI/AAAAAAAAADg/TgDfQA8uqIQ/S220/IMG_9155.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WRXl3zMV544/Ry9WwFIi5mI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Hr0NIvaNRjw/s72-c/mybabyBW.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bobbicox.blogspot.com/2007_11_04_archive.html#3859489395265567936</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

