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Munching on these stress-free foods will help pull you back into the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oranges&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A German study in &lt;em&gt;Psychopharmacology&lt;/em&gt; found that vitamin C helps reduce stress and return blood pressure and cortisol to normal levels after a stressful situation. Vitamin C is also well known for boosting your immune system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sweet Potatoes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet potatoes can be particularly stress-reducing because they can satisfy the urge you get for carbohydrates and sweets when you are under a great deal of stress. They are packed full of beta-carotene and other vitamins, and the fiber helps your body to process the carbohydrates in a slow and steady manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dried  Apricots&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apricots are rich in magnesium, which is a stress-buster and a natural muscle relaxant as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Almonds, Pistachios,  and Walnuts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almonds are packed with B and E vitamins, which help boost your immune system, and walnuts and pistachios help lower blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Turkey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey contains an amino acid called L-tryptophan. This amino acid triggers the release of serotonin, which is a feel-good brain chemical. This is the reason why many people who eat turkey feel relaxed, or even tired, after eating it. L-tryptophan has a documented calming effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spinach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A deficiency in magnesium can cause migraine headaches and a feeling of fatigue. One cup of spinach provides 40 percent of your daily needs for magnesium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salmon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diets high in omega-3 fatty acids protect against heart disease. A study from &lt;em&gt;Diabetes &amp;amp; Metabolism&lt;/em&gt; found that omega-3s keep the stress hormones cortisol and adrenaline from peaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Avocados&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monounsaturated fats and potassium in avocados help lower blood pressure. The National Heart, Lung, and Blood Institute says that one of the best ways to lower blood pressure is to consume enough potassium (avocados have more than bananas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Green Vegetables&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broccoli, kale, and other dark green vegetables are powerhouses of vitamins that help replenish our bodies in times of stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;More Stress-Busting Tips:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(123, 0, 153); font-family: Arial,sans-serif;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#7b0099;"   &gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise regularly.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink an energy shake for breakfast.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat small meals throughout the day, which will keep your blood sugar stable (when blood sugar is low, mental, physical, and emotional energy decreases, and stress increases).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(123, 0, 153); font-family: Arial,sans-serif;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#7b0099;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5119251867200514005-1811810410938458854?l=lyfbitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Am I getting through tonight? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can You see him? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can You make him feel all right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If You can hear me Let me take his place somehow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;See, he's not just anyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He's my son &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes late at night I watch him sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I dream of the boy he'd like to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I try to be strong and see him through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But God who he needs right now is You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let him grow old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Live life without this fear What would I be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Living without him here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He's so tired and he's scared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let him know that You're there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can You hear me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can You see him? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Please don't leave him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He's my son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5119251867200514005-3649555078764327706?l=lyfbitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qT3ZNqshzQnR4BDOcTPtWcfpw9Y/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qT3ZNqshzQnR4BDOcTPtWcfpw9Y/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Izzhy/~4/bT5ZZZMV9q0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Izzhy/~3/bT5ZZZMV9q0/hes-my-son.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Izzhy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lyfbitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/hes-my-son.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119251867200514005.post-1941928850478312585</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 22:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-29T13:22:40.566-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">desperate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">barbie doll</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pain</category><title>When God said NO!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.coconino.az.gov/uploadedImages/Health/mother%20holding%20baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://neatorama.cachefly.net/images/2009-03/baby-diapers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 452px; height: 356px;" alt="" src="http://neatorama.cachefly.net/images/2009-03/baby-diapers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday, November 13th of 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found myself standing in a kiosk, asking God to give me something I need (the word I insisted to use over something I want). I was like a child asking God to buy me that barbie doll just because "I need it". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first God didn't say anything which made me more desperate to reason out with him and I pleaded and cried just to make him give me my "barbie doll". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But God didn't say anything... He just stood there, looking down at me... I slept with swolen eyes... with more questions than answers to life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always wanted to have my own baby. Tried medical help. Now, everything is in God's hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come Friday, we have Incite Cafe program at church where we gather to eat and sing and chit-chat with friends and listen to some inspiring messages... I was suppose to sing with the Praise Team but can't due to my recent surgery. I thought I'll go and sit around and talk with friends. Still with the grudge against God for not giving me the barbie doll I wanted for.The video message was rolled and to my surprise the message was exactly for me.. it was like God's answer to my pleadings on that Thursday night. It was a straight answer that left me dumb-founded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"God please help me to have a baby, my own baby."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer is... NO! And it pains my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5119251867200514005-1941928850478312585?l=lyfbitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hYcmQ_6tknGrAGpbB-RzwK4fpTg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hYcmQ_6tknGrAGpbB-RzwK4fpTg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Izzhy/~4/D3X-MLKT9tI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/Izzhy/~3/D3X-MLKT9tI/thursday-november-13th-of-2008-i-found.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Izzhy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lyfbitz.blogspot.com/2009/05/thursday-november-13th-of-2008-i-found.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5119251867200514005.post-7020383574429086403</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 22:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-29T13:18:34.730-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">babies</category><title>Safe in My Arms - the Plumb</title><description>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/d3/Baby_boy_3_month_old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 501px; height: 426px;" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/d3/Baby_boy_3_month_old.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was driving in my car to work when I first heard this song over Praise 106.5 FM. I reached for the volume and turned it louder... such a beautiful song, almost like a lullabye but with powerful words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I work with young children, I fall inlove with the innocence and sincerity, and of friendship and fun that children have. Beholding a child's face is like looking at an angel's face and you can't explain the wonderful feelings. I believe there are lots of lessons adults can learn from the youngest generation. Personally, I love working with children. I love sorrounding myself with their laughs and giggles. I see hope in them. I see peace in them. I see happiness. I see everything that is good. But sad to say, there are tons of impurities in the world where they are born to. This makes me feel like I want to protect them from the world out there. It is in my principles to give as much positive influence to every child that God puts in my way... give as much care, as much love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5119251867200514005-7020383574429086403?l=lyfbitz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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