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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:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMBR3Y-eyp7ImA9WxFaGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704</id><updated>2010-07-23T15:47:36.853-04:00</updated><title>Wonder Mom</title><subtitle type="html">All moms are superheroes</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>499</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/WonderMom" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="wondermom" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMBR3Y8eip7ImA9WxFaGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-2432955451907017329</id><published>2010-07-23T15:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T15:47:36.872-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-23T15:47:36.872-04:00</app:edited><title>Questions</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/2432955451907017329/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=2432955451907017329&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/2432955451907017329?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/2432955451907017329?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2010/07/questions.html" title="Questions" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I ripped the following excerpt out of a church bulletin a while ago, and it's languished on my desk ever since. Not sure where to put it for safekeeping, I decided to put it here.The following questions were attributed to a sermon by Margaret Crockett, who "asks twelve additional questions as she invites us to hear Jesus' question to Bartimaeus and ready ourselves as He puts the question on us. &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=DHsvkdiO5tQ:7M6VJSbFbzQ:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=DHsvkdiO5tQ:7M6VJSbFbzQ:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=DHsvkdiO5tQ:7M6VJSbFbzQ:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=DHsvkdiO5tQ:7M6VJSbFbzQ:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=DHsvkdiO5tQ:7M6VJSbFbzQ:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=DHsvkdiO5tQ:7M6VJSbFbzQ:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=DHsvkdiO5tQ:7M6VJSbFbzQ:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMBR348cCp7ImA9WxFbGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-7043119571119308179</id><published>2010-07-11T22:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:14:16.078-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-11T23:14:16.078-04:00</app:edited><title>So Funny</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/7043119571119308179/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=7043119571119308179&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/7043119571119308179?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/7043119571119308179?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2010/07/so-funny.html" title="So Funny" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">We went camping this weekend, and tonight, as I sat here recalling the weekend and feeling blue, a voice in my head asked, "Did you laugh?"Did I laugh while we were packing the car, or driving there? Setting up the tents and getting organized? How about during the camp fire or at bed time?I'm sure I did, but. Somewhere along the line I have started taking life too seriously.My life is not how I &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=U4WyVAuYB3c:RWelZ6hJrdI:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=U4WyVAuYB3c:RWelZ6hJrdI:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=U4WyVAuYB3c:RWelZ6hJrdI:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=U4WyVAuYB3c:RWelZ6hJrdI:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=U4WyVAuYB3c:RWelZ6hJrdI:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=U4WyVAuYB3c:RWelZ6hJrdI:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=U4WyVAuYB3c:RWelZ6hJrdI:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYEQ3Y6fip7ImA9WxFUFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-2995399601225531841</id><published>2010-06-25T10:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:45:02.816-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-25T10:45:02.816-04:00</app:edited><title>Alarm Clock</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/2995399601225531841/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=2995399601225531841&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/2995399601225531841?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/2995399601225531841?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2010/06/alarm-clock.html" title="Alarm Clock" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">"Ava. Can you stop kicking me? I'm trying to sleep.""Oh, sorry. I didn't even realize I was doing that!"A few minutes later."Ava, can you stop clocking me in the head with your elbow?"&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=oBV-TLwkreM:BBXoZzPqzTk:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=oBV-TLwkreM:BBXoZzPqzTk:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=oBV-TLwkreM:BBXoZzPqzTk:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=oBV-TLwkreM:BBXoZzPqzTk:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=oBV-TLwkreM:BBXoZzPqzTk:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=oBV-TLwkreM:BBXoZzPqzTk:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=oBV-TLwkreM:BBXoZzPqzTk:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UESXYyfSp7ImA9WxFUE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-1682016387019472046</id><published>2010-06-23T22:40:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T08:06:48.895-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-24T08:06:48.895-04:00</app:edited><title>Last Week of Fourth Grade</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/1682016387019472046/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=1682016387019472046&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/1682016387019472046?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/1682016387019472046?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2010/06/last-week-of-fourth-grade.html" title="Last Week of Fourth Grade" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Today I went to your school gymnasium to watch the local Kiwanis give your entire class certificates for bringing up at least one grade. All the kids managed to do it, and six kids were chosen as super bugs because of great grades and a helpful attitude.During the assembly, I sat with Ava and didn't really talk to anyone else. Mostly I convinced Ava that she didn't need to go to the bathroom, and&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=VxNkz7LvzgY:Sibpbuy8EBk:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=VxNkz7LvzgY:Sibpbuy8EBk:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=VxNkz7LvzgY:Sibpbuy8EBk:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=VxNkz7LvzgY:Sibpbuy8EBk:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=VxNkz7LvzgY:Sibpbuy8EBk:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=VxNkz7LvzgY:Sibpbuy8EBk:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=VxNkz7LvzgY:Sibpbuy8EBk:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYMQH4zfCp7ImA9WxFUEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-2003902616742203169</id><published>2010-06-21T22:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T23:09:41.084-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-21T23:09:41.084-04:00</app:edited><title>Finally, an Excuse to Blog</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/2003902616742203169/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=2003902616742203169&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/2003902616742203169?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/2003902616742203169?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2010/06/finally-excuse-to-blog.html" title="Finally, an Excuse to Blog" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Tonight, I happened on this post by KB Squared. I've followed her blog almost since she started blogging, waaaay back in the day. You know, 2007.Her touching thoughts about mommy blogging's earlier days got me reminiscing along with her, and I couldn't take my eyes off of her awesome artwork. It took nearly five minutes before I saw at the bottom of the bloggers' tombstone: "wondermom.com."&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=tvjG4KoWP7E:DY4BvJK1Ud8:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=tvjG4KoWP7E:DY4BvJK1Ud8:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=tvjG4KoWP7E:DY4BvJK1Ud8:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=tvjG4KoWP7E:DY4BvJK1Ud8:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=tvjG4KoWP7E:DY4BvJK1Ud8:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=tvjG4KoWP7E:DY4BvJK1Ud8:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=tvjG4KoWP7E:DY4BvJK1Ud8:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMCQno4cSp7ImA9WxJbFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-7399320314093660022</id><published>2009-07-25T21:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:57:43.439-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-25T21:57:43.439-04:00</app:edited><title>The Art of Falling Apart</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/7399320314093660022/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=7399320314093660022&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/7399320314093660022?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/7399320314093660022?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2009/07/art-of-falling-apart.html" title="The Art of Falling Apart" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total><content type="html">This post was written a year ago, on August 2, 2008. I'm not falling apart anymore, which is, you know, nice. For those who are new here, I had some nerve damage in my ankles, which took many months to diagnose. My ankles continue to feel better. I continue to feel better.I have learned a thing or two in the past month. For one, I’ve learned what my priorities are. The shape of my ass falls very &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=ExgtEdRu2rQ:T6MBTy7iICs:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=ExgtEdRu2rQ:T6MBTy7iICs:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=ExgtEdRu2rQ:T6MBTy7iICs:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=ExgtEdRu2rQ:T6MBTy7iICs:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=ExgtEdRu2rQ:T6MBTy7iICs:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=ExgtEdRu2rQ:T6MBTy7iICs:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=ExgtEdRu2rQ:T6MBTy7iICs:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08DRXk8eCp7ImA9WxVUFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-1622414891665013929</id><published>2009-03-21T09:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:24:34.770-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-21T09:24:34.770-04:00</app:edited><title>Whazzup!?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/1622414891665013929/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=1622414891665013929&amp;isPopup=true" title="14 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/1622414891665013929?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/1622414891665013929?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2009/03/whazzup.html" title="Whazzup!?" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>14</thr:total><content type="html">I wanted to do a few things before I started blogging again.I wanted to declutter my house.I wanted to get a new design because, hello, my wedding rings don’t fit and my belly is big and round but I’m not pregnant and I’m not letting anyone photograph it.And I wanted my ankles to be healed so I could be like, “Hey, everything’s all set!”Over the months I’ve gotten a few emails saying “What the &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=yJY4fy-mfKE:Cli9tnIkWKY:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=yJY4fy-mfKE:Cli9tnIkWKY:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=yJY4fy-mfKE:Cli9tnIkWKY:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=yJY4fy-mfKE:Cli9tnIkWKY:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=yJY4fy-mfKE:Cli9tnIkWKY:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=yJY4fy-mfKE:Cli9tnIkWKY:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=yJY4fy-mfKE:Cli9tnIkWKY:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UCQ3s8cSp7ImA9WxRQFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-7746967404371633679</id><published>2008-10-07T08:51:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:34:22.579-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-07T17:34:22.579-04:00</app:edited><title>Proof That I'm Getting Old. And Stodgy.</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/7746967404371633679/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=7746967404371633679&amp;isPopup=true" title="14 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/7746967404371633679?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/7746967404371633679?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/10/proof-that-im-getting-old-and-stodgy.html" title="Proof That I'm Getting Old. And Stodgy." /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>14</thr:total><content type="html">At the check out of my local grocery store last week, I noticed the latest TV Guide cover, featuring Desperate Housewives. More accurately, I noticed Dana Delaney's boobs and ass staring me in the face. A rush of indignance coursing through my veins, I grabbed the offending magazine and held it up."Isn't this a little ... much?" I asked the cashier and the bagger. Both female and past retirement &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=rDbZUDUqsaw:geI94HfjDkU:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=rDbZUDUqsaw:geI94HfjDkU:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=rDbZUDUqsaw:geI94HfjDkU:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=rDbZUDUqsaw:geI94HfjDkU:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=rDbZUDUqsaw:geI94HfjDkU:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=rDbZUDUqsaw:geI94HfjDkU:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=rDbZUDUqsaw:geI94HfjDkU:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04FRXw6eSp7ImA9WxdXF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-664953917315287922</id><published>2008-06-28T12:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:11:54.211-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-28T21:11:54.211-04:00</app:edited><title>An Update</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/664953917315287922/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=664953917315287922&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/664953917315287922?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/664953917315287922?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/06/update.html" title="An Update" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><content type="html">Thanks for all of your well wishes and prayers.I wish I knew all the answers, but I don't.The neurologist at Mass. General does not think that I have RSD/CRPS. She thinks it is a small-fiber polyneuropathy. I had a skin biopsy, which will show those small-fiber nerves, on Thursday. Next Thursday, I will have an autonomic test that will assess the functioning of -- you guessed it -- my autonomic &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=tJir9_-fd0M:X0A1rbsuDfw:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=tJir9_-fd0M:X0A1rbsuDfw:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=tJir9_-fd0M:X0A1rbsuDfw:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=tJir9_-fd0M:X0A1rbsuDfw:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=tJir9_-fd0M:X0A1rbsuDfw:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=tJir9_-fd0M:X0A1rbsuDfw:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=tJir9_-fd0M:X0A1rbsuDfw:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QARHg4fSp7ImA9WxdQFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-737056674977660541</id><published>2008-06-16T12:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T12:55:45.635-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-16T12:55:45.635-04:00</app:edited><title>Prayers Needed</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/737056674977660541/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=737056674977660541&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/737056674977660541?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/737056674977660541?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/06/prayers-needed.html" title="Prayers Needed" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><content type="html">I just wanted to let you all know what’s going on with me and ask for your prayers.As you may know, I have had ankle pain since November. I have been seeing several orthopedic doctors. In April the pain spread to my other ankle. Now it is spreading up my legs and I’m having some symptoms in my arm as well.On Thursday I was referred to neurology and pain management. It looks like the pain is nerve&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=u-DNM7P0sxM:QInZjIQ7xjY:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=u-DNM7P0sxM:QInZjIQ7xjY:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=u-DNM7P0sxM:QInZjIQ7xjY:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=u-DNM7P0sxM:QInZjIQ7xjY:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=u-DNM7P0sxM:QInZjIQ7xjY:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=u-DNM7P0sxM:QInZjIQ7xjY:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=u-DNM7P0sxM:QInZjIQ7xjY:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cMRHw9eCp7ImA9WxdSFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-1068107232146122934</id><published>2008-05-21T22:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:04:45.260-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-22T00:04:45.260-04:00</app:edited><title>This</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/1068107232146122934/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=1068107232146122934&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/1068107232146122934?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/1068107232146122934?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/05/this.html" title="This" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">On Saturday, despite predictions of cool, wet weather, a warming sun emerged mid-morning. Brian hustled to mow the back lawn before guests arrived for my niece’s bridal shower. Kids, brothers and uncles spent the day playing soccer, hitting baseballs and chasing each other across the lawn. The leaves on the locust trees finally appeared. It was a good day with family, and a chance to think about &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=azGIMJok-b0:jW8lbAEov-0:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=azGIMJok-b0:jW8lbAEov-0:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=azGIMJok-b0:jW8lbAEov-0:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=azGIMJok-b0:jW8lbAEov-0:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=azGIMJok-b0:jW8lbAEov-0:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=azGIMJok-b0:jW8lbAEov-0:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=azGIMJok-b0:jW8lbAEov-0:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcDRH4_cSp7ImA9WxdTE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-4708762308163534667</id><published>2008-05-09T08:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:17:55.049-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-10T00:17:55.049-04:00</app:edited><title>Good News and Bad News</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/4708762308163534667/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=4708762308163534667&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/4708762308163534667?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/4708762308163534667?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/05/good-news-and-bad-news.html" title="Good News and Bad News" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">I saw the podiatrist yesterday for my MRI results. He walked into the room and said, "Well, I have good news and bad news."And I said, "Wow, doctors really SAY that?"Good news, according to him: No obvious tendon tears, tumors or other gross abnormalities. Just some fluid on some tendons and in the subtalar (ankle) joint.Bad news, according to him: There's no obvious answer to my problem, and he &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=6pZXBVIqSr8:MBssvXKylfY:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=6pZXBVIqSr8:MBssvXKylfY:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=6pZXBVIqSr8:MBssvXKylfY:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=6pZXBVIqSr8:MBssvXKylfY:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=6pZXBVIqSr8:MBssvXKylfY:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=6pZXBVIqSr8:MBssvXKylfY:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=6pZXBVIqSr8:MBssvXKylfY:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UGRn0_eyp7ImA9WxdTEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-5418963204639189211</id><published>2008-05-07T21:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:53:47.343-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-07T22:53:47.343-04:00</app:edited><title>Come Holy Spirit</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/5418963204639189211/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=5418963204639189211&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/5418963204639189211?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/5418963204639189211?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/05/come-holy-spirit.html" title="Come Holy Spirit" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Have you ever gone to church and felt that the priest’s sermon was written just for you? That happened to me on Sunday. The topic was patience.Patience and trust have become my words for 2008. Patience to get my foot back into working order, and trust that I can get through this, and that all of it will be for good in the end.Last month a had a surgeon advise me to go ahead with tendon repair &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=4a1Dk6Qz0PY:0BDy5NnfSrI:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=4a1Dk6Qz0PY:0BDy5NnfSrI:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=4a1Dk6Qz0PY:0BDy5NnfSrI:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=4a1Dk6Qz0PY:0BDy5NnfSrI:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=4a1Dk6Qz0PY:0BDy5NnfSrI:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=4a1Dk6Qz0PY:0BDy5NnfSrI:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=4a1Dk6Qz0PY:0BDy5NnfSrI:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IMQn0_fCp7ImA9WxZaEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-1384351377869257774</id><published>2008-04-25T11:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:06:23.344-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-25T12:06:23.344-04:00</app:edited><title>Mom Central Blog Tour: Cranergy Energy Juice Drink</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/1384351377869257774/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=1384351377869257774&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/1384351377869257774?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/1384351377869257774?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/04/mom-central-blog-tour-cranergy-energy.html" title="Mom Central Blog Tour: Cranergy Energy Juice Drink" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Hey, how are you? It's been a while. I have had some ups and downs with my ankle. Looks like it will be several weeks in a walking boot, then a visit to a few doctors in Boston during May and June to see if I can get the same diagnosis twice. One of the diagnoses floating around is PTTD, a degenerative disorder requiring major surgery and possibly involving both feet. Fun times!One bright spot &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=mXOTeUZMy5g:PGKEFeJYqeY:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=mXOTeUZMy5g:PGKEFeJYqeY:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=mXOTeUZMy5g:PGKEFeJYqeY:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=mXOTeUZMy5g:PGKEFeJYqeY:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=mXOTeUZMy5g:PGKEFeJYqeY:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=mXOTeUZMy5g:PGKEFeJYqeY:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=mXOTeUZMy5g:PGKEFeJYqeY:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEGRn44eip7ImA9WxZbFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-7122286973057941657</id><published>2008-04-18T15:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:40:27.032-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-18T15:40:27.032-04:00</app:edited><title>Like Mamma Mia!? Like Singing? This is THE CONTEST for you.</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/7122286973057941657/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=7122286973057941657&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/7122286973057941657?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/7122286973057941657?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/04/like-mamma-mia-like-singing-this-is.html" title="Like Mamma Mia!? Like Singing? This is THE CONTEST for you." /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Mom Central has asked me to help spread the word about a new contest for fans of singing karaoke and winning lavish free trips to London.Wait, let me start over. From the press release:Pond's has partnered with the big screen remake of Mamma Mia!, staring Meryl Streep and coming to theaters this summer. Women 40 and older are invited to form a singing trio to perform their own take on the &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=hW9DZfuP6IY:_nm71vWFxdg:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=hW9DZfuP6IY:_nm71vWFxdg:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=hW9DZfuP6IY:_nm71vWFxdg:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=hW9DZfuP6IY:_nm71vWFxdg:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=hW9DZfuP6IY:_nm71vWFxdg:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=hW9DZfuP6IY:_nm71vWFxdg:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=hW9DZfuP6IY:_nm71vWFxdg:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QMRHg6eip7ImA9WxZbEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-8455285622517345755</id><published>2008-04-14T09:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T09:23:05.612-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-14T09:23:05.612-04:00</app:edited><title>Roster of Successes</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/8455285622517345755/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=8455285622517345755&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/8455285622517345755?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/8455285622517345755?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/04/roster-of-successes.html" title="Roster of Successes" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Last week I succeeded in:• Taking physical therapy as far as it will go, realizing once and for all that it will not heal my ankle. My tendon has “issues” that stretching, strengthening and ice will not solve.• Making the mental connection between my aunt’s Achilles tendon injury and my own, thus realizing that I may qualify for the new, knife-free treatment that she successfully underwent. It’s &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=NVjocAUljDU:_H02OdVlcbY:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=NVjocAUljDU:_H02OdVlcbY:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=NVjocAUljDU:_H02OdVlcbY:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=NVjocAUljDU:_H02OdVlcbY:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=NVjocAUljDU:_H02OdVlcbY:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=NVjocAUljDU:_H02OdVlcbY:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=NVjocAUljDU:_H02OdVlcbY:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAHQXY5cCp7ImA9WxZbEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-4725825425776285143</id><published>2008-04-12T15:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T18:02:10.828-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-12T18:02:10.828-04:00</app:edited><title>MomCentral Blog Tour: Lice MD</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/4725825425776285143/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=4725825425776285143&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/4725825425776285143?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/4725825425776285143?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/04/momcentral-blog-tour-lice-md.html" title="MomCentral Blog Tour: Lice MD" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">I've only come into contact with lice one time in my life, so far. *knocking on wood*At about age 10, I was combing a younger relative's hair when I noticed these tiny, teardrop-shaped thingamajigs hanging from the strands.My mom explained to me, later that day, that they were lice eggs. As a young girl with tight curly hair, she says she got lice sometimes as a kid. And her sisters would always &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=a6GlWlYGm7w:MjO463uEZGA:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=a6GlWlYGm7w:MjO463uEZGA:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=a6GlWlYGm7w:MjO463uEZGA:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=a6GlWlYGm7w:MjO463uEZGA:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=a6GlWlYGm7w:MjO463uEZGA:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=a6GlWlYGm7w:MjO463uEZGA:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=a6GlWlYGm7w:MjO463uEZGA:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4ASXY_eyp7ImA9WxZUFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-9007839905704166004</id><published>2008-04-05T09:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T13:52:28.843-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-05T13:52:28.843-04:00</app:edited><title>You Say 'Surgery' Like It's a Bad Thing</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/9007839905704166004/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=9007839905704166004&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/9007839905704166004?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/9007839905704166004?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/04/you-say-surgery-like-its-bad-thing.html" title="You Say 'Surgery' Like It's a Bad Thing" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">One morning last November, while doing some aerobics to a DVD, my inner left ankle started to ache like a sonofagun. Over the next few days, while I idiotically "worked through the pain," the area felt like I had stuck a patch of fire to it. I haven't done any cardio since. It swells and gets sore if I walk around a lot. It's like this burning, scratching feeling just under the skin.I've spent a &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=7ez3W0XE-58:GLCsoezhnbg:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=7ez3W0XE-58:GLCsoezhnbg:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=7ez3W0XE-58:GLCsoezhnbg:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=7ez3W0XE-58:GLCsoezhnbg:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=7ez3W0XE-58:GLCsoezhnbg:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=7ez3W0XE-58:GLCsoezhnbg:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=7ez3W0XE-58:GLCsoezhnbg:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMHRHsyeyp7ImA9WxZVEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-3496787448912057183</id><published>2008-03-21T09:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T10:07:15.593-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-21T10:07:15.593-04:00</app:edited><title>Four Bullets and a Giveaway</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/3496787448912057183/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=3496787448912057183&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/3496787448912057183?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/3496787448912057183?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/03/four-bullets-and-giveaway.html" title="Four Bullets and a Giveaway" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total><content type="html">• Do we need a gaming console? So far we just play games on the computer. The boys find all kinds of games to play for free online. But Ben's pining for a DS or an XBox or SOMETHING because all his friends have them. I'd like a Wii, because it has a physical component and is unlike anything they could play on the computer. But Brian's not so sure about that. Since I'm the person who plays the &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIDQnk6fSp7ImA9WxZWGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-5383719993944790608</id><published>2008-03-18T20:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:26:13.715-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-18T22:26:13.715-04:00</app:edited><title>Spring Moods</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/5383719993944790608/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=5383719993944790608&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/5383719993944790608?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/5383719993944790608?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/03/spring-moods.html" title="Spring Moods" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Contrary to the impression I may have given in my last post, things are fine here. Good, even. My father-in-law dropped off his bicycle, and I've ridden it a few times. It's in the family room on one of those back-wheel lifts. Tonight we ate dinner at the dining room table for the first time this month, sitting around it like the Waltons, instead of being crammed along one side, with various &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQGQ3o-fCp7ImA9WxZWF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-3513338793165894383</id><published>2008-03-16T20:33:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T09:25:22.454-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-17T09:25:22.454-04:00</app:edited><title>Top 5 Reasons Why I Haven't Posted</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/3513338793165894383/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=3513338793165894383&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/3513338793165894383?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/3513338793165894383?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/03/top-5-reasons-why-i-havent-posted.html" title="Top 5 Reasons Why I Haven't Posted" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">5. I'm still sick. Had to go to urgent care today. I've got a case of the gooey eye and a sore throat x 5 days. The nurse practitioner WANTED me to puke, I swear. She smiled as she stuck two swabs down my throat and wiped away for a good 45 seconds. I had to punch her.4. My kitchen sink and dishwasher became operational just last night, so, Monday to Saturday with no kitchen. Now, Brian has &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIAQ3g4fyp7ImA9WxZWFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-5407049330639926662</id><published>2008-03-13T09:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T09:55:42.637-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-13T09:55:42.637-04:00</app:edited><title>Free Food!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/5407049330639926662/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=5407049330639926662&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/5407049330639926662?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/5407049330639926662?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/03/free-food.html" title="Free Food!" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I'm giving away some coupons for a free Horizon Organic product (up toa $4.99 value) at my other blog. Come on over for your chance to win!&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=ZMDiFiGi79I:X2g4FCn8kps:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=ZMDiFiGi79I:X2g4FCn8kps:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=ZMDiFiGi79I:X2g4FCn8kps:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=ZMDiFiGi79I:X2g4FCn8kps:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=ZMDiFiGi79I:X2g4FCn8kps:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=ZMDiFiGi79I:X2g4FCn8kps:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=ZMDiFiGi79I:X2g4FCn8kps:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AFSXgyeyp7ImA9WxZWE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-2652282982529572766</id><published>2008-03-11T22:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T08:41:58.693-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-12T08:41:58.693-04:00</app:edited><title>Ritual</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/2652282982529572766/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=2652282982529572766&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/2652282982529572766?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/2652282982529572766?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/03/ritual.html" title="Ritual" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">When Ben was about 2 or 3, we started a goodbye/good-night ritual of giving a kiss, a hug and a high five. I think I started it because he always had a tough time saying goodbye to me. Even today, at 7 1/2, he's the one to come running across the house when I'm leaving, to give me a kiss, a hug and a high five. Although I don't get the full treatment at the school crosswalk anymore. He's too cool&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AHQX0_eip7ImA9WxZWEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-4502713844325618674</id><published>2008-03-10T21:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:15:30.342-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-10T22:15:30.342-04:00</app:edited><title>Monday at 10 p.m.</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/4502713844325618674/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=4502713844325618674&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/4502713844325618674?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/4502713844325618674?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/03/monday-at-10-pm.html" title="Monday at 10 p.m." /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">• This cold snuck up on me. Sore throat and now stomachache, all day long. Taking care of kids while suffering with a stomachache = torture. Plus I got my period.• My ankle's all puffy. Even acupuncture makes it swell. What is up with that? I have my second acupuncture appointment tomorrow. Can I do acupuncture and physical therapy on the same day? Will my ankle retaliate against me? Will my &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=e_5g2bpjKJU:GGSa7CVDYuM:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=e_5g2bpjKJU:GGSa7CVDYuM:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=e_5g2bpjKJU:GGSa7CVDYuM:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=e_5g2bpjKJU:GGSa7CVDYuM:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=e_5g2bpjKJU:GGSa7CVDYuM:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?a=e_5g2bpjKJU:GGSa7CVDYuM:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/WonderMom?i=e_5g2bpjKJU:GGSa7CVDYuM:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUFQn8_fCp7ImA9WxZWEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733704.post-1071698148504131339</id><published>2008-03-09T16:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T16:23:33.144-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-09T16:23:33.144-04:00</app:edited><title>Playing Favorites</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.wondermom.org/feeds/1071698148504131339/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7733704&amp;postID=1071698148504131339&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/1071698148504131339?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733704/posts/default/1071698148504131339?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wondermom.org/2008/03/playing-favorites.html" title="Playing Favorites" /><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07856502334603343272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15378774098710243232" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Andrea, the talented and prolific author of The Bean Blog, has tagged me for the “Favorites Meme.”Here are the rules:Go back through your archives and post the links to your five favorite blog posts that you’ve written. Post your five links and then tag five (or more) other people. At least two of the people you tag must be newer acquaintances so that you get to know each other better.I don't &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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