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&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ontem foi um dia realmente dificil. Passei a tarde inteira no hospital. A mudança da lua tbm mexeu comigo, rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cheguei no hospital com contrações, pressão alta - dia mais quente do ano aqui em Campinas - e muita, mas muita dor na minha barriga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cheguei na PUC - onde o Morôni vai nascer - ás 13 horas e sai as 22:20. Graças a Deus está tudo ÓTIMO com o meu bebe, quem ta mal sou eu mesmo, rs. Estou com cristais na urina, e isso está gerando muita, mas muita cólica renal. Por isso as contrações e as dores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bom, só dando uma atualizadinha mesmo pra vcs saberem como está o Noni. Até mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Só pra não passar despercebido:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Leandro meu amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Feliz aniversário. Que possa continuar sendo esse homem maravilhoso por quem me apaixonei. Que continue crescendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Obrigada por ser tão bom marido e pai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Te amo pra sempre e sempre.&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/4994031194347338271-5348766684120936975?l=fernandabonzanino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Como estou feliz por estar tão pertinho de ver meu Morôni. Como estou feliz com cada chute que ele dá. Cada pesada nos meus ossos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Eu o AMO demais e é muito, mas muito gratificante saber que já está acabando. Em breve vou ve-lo, segura-lo, ouvir o choro dele.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;NOVE SEMANAS *---------------*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É muito alegria para uma mãe só.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4994031194347338271-3288623121498342840?l=fernandabonzanino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;‎"À medida que se aproximava o casamento, eu me senti totalmente confiante de que Gordon me amava. Mas eu também sabia de alguma forma que eu nunca iria vir em primeiro lugar para ele. Eu sabia que ia ser o segundo em sua vida e que o Senhor ia ser o primeiro. E que estava bem. Pareceu-me que, se você entende o evangelho e o propósito de estarmos aqui, você iria querer um marido que colocaria o Senhor em primeiro lugar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;(Marjorie Pay Hinckley)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #20124d; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;* Você é esse tipo de marido, meu amor. Obrigada por sempre e sempre colocar o Senhor em primeiro lugar em sua vida. Obrigada por me ajudar a ser uma pessoa melhor. Obrigada por ser o melhor marido e pai do mundo. Obrigada por ser um lider inspirado, que tem a confiança do Senhor e ajuda tanto os rapazes por onde voce passa. Obrigada por ter entrado em minha vida e ter ficado. Cada dia mais eu sei que quero passar a eternidade com vc. Te amo Leandro ♥&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/4994031194347338271-7784432874202700148?l=fernandabonzanino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Terça-feira eu fui fazer uma ultrassom. Ver me lindo principe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Fiquei extremamente decepcionada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Estou fazendo o acompanhamento da gravidez no posto de saude, pois meu esposo começou &amp;nbsp;no emprego tem menos de 3 meses e só após esse periodo vamos ter direito aos beneficios. Não tenho problema nenhum com isso, na verdade está sendo otimo, adoro minha médica, ela é muito simpatica -não me chama de gorda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Minha primeira ultra, eu fiz depois que voltei para Campinas - odiava a cidade que morava - quando o Morôni já estava de 20 semanas e 4 dias. Foi otima. A médica super simpatica, fazendo questão de mostrar todos os detalhes do meu principe. Está inclusive gravada a minha ultra. Um sala super confortavel, com uma enfermeira hiper prestativa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Realmente amei ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Maaaas, na terça-feira eu fiz minha ultra na PUC, aqui em Campinas. Pra começar tinha umas 500 pessoas esperando - eu sei, eu sei, todas tem direito de fazer a ultra - e como cheguei atrasada acho que fui umas das ultimas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dai entrei na sala. A enfermeira até que foi simpatica, mas só ela também. Não dava pra ver o monitor. Meu marido tadinho ficou escondido no canto da sala. A médica &amp;nbsp;hipeeer grossa. E se eu vi meu principe por 2 minutos foi muito. AFFE... Fiquei beem decepcionada, principalmente porque eu quero que o Morôni nasça lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mas enfim, o Morôni está, crescendo se desenvolvendo plenamente. No dia da ultra eu estava de 28 semanas e 1 dia, ele estava pesando 1,253 Kg - quaaase acertei. Deu pra ver o rostinho dele, e sinceramente, o formato do rosto dele é igual - realmente igual - ao do Leandro. Ele está se sentindo um monge budista, sentado de pernas cruzadas, com a cabecinha praticamente enfiada em minhas costelas. Dessa vez não deu pra ver o pintinho dele, por causa das benditas perninhas cruzadas. E minha DPP continua a mesma: 16 de abril.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Não vejo, mas não vejo meeesmo a hora de ver o rostinho do meu principe. Não vejo a hora de pegar ele no colo e ouvir seu chorinho. Não vejo a hora de olhar nos olhos dele, pra que ele possa sentir todo meu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"A sua família é quem mais precisa da sua bondade. Muitas vezes as pessoas desprezam aqueles a quem mais amam."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;David A. Bednar&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/4994031194347338271-6843885663228201249?l=fernandabonzanino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;O casamento e a família bem-sucedidos são estabelecidos e mantidos sob os princípios da fé, da oração, do arrependimento, do perdão, do respeito, do amor, da compaixão, do trabalho e de atividades recreativas salutares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;A Família: Proclamação ao Mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Dizem que Roma, um dos maiores impérios que o mundo conheceu, teve seu fim marcado pela depravação dos valores morais do seu povo, principalmente pela banalização do sexo. O BBB é a pura e suprema banalização do sexo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Impossível assistir ver este programa ao lado dos filhos. Gays, lésbicas, heteros...todos na mesma casa, a casa dos “heróis”, como são chamados por Pedro Bial. Não tenho nada contra gays, acho que cada um faz da vida o que quer, mas sou contra safadeza ao vivo na TV, seja entre homossexuais ou heterossexuais. O BBB é a realidade em busca do IBOPE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Veja como Pedro Bial tratou os participantes do BBB . Ele prometeu um “zoológico humano divertido” . Não sei se será divertido, mas parece bem variado na sua mistura de clichês e figuras típicas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Pergunto-me, por exemplo, como um jornalista, documentarista e escritor como Pedro Bial que, faça-se justiça, cobriu a Queda do Muro de Berlim, se submete a ser apresentador de um programa desse nível. Em um e-mail que recebi há pouco tempo, Bial escreve maravilhosamente bem sobre a perda do humorista Bussunda referindo-se à pena de se morrer tão cedo. Eu gostaria de perguntar se ele não pensa que esse programa é a morte da cultura, de valores e princípios, da moral, da ética e da dignidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Outro dia, durante o intervalo de uma programação da Globo, um outro repórter acéfalo do BBB disse que, para ganhar o prêmio de um milhão e meio de reais, um Big Brother tem um caminho árduo pela frente, chamando-os de heróis. Caminho árduo? Heróis? São esses nossos exemplos de heróis? Caminho árduo para mim é aquele percorrido por milhões de brasileiros, profissionais da saúde, professores da rede pública (aliás, todos os professores) , carteiros, lixeiros e tantos outros trabalhadores incansáveis que, diariamente, passam horas exercendo suas funções com dedicação, competência e amor e quase sempre são mal remunerados.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Heróis são milhares de brasileiros que sequer tem um prato de comida por dia e um colchão decente para dormir, e conseguem sobreviver a isso todo dia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Heróis são crianças e adultos que lutam contra doenças complicadíssimas porque não tiveram chance de ter uma vida mais saudável e digna. Heróis são inúmeras pessoas, entidades sociais e beneficentes, Ongs, voluntários, igrejas e hospitais que se dedicam ao cuidado de carentes, doentes e necessitados (vamos lembrar de nossa eterna heroína Zilda Arns).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Heróis são aqueles que, apesar de ganharem um salário mínimo, pagam suas contas, restando apenas dezesseis reais para alimentação, como mostrado em outra reportagem apresentada meses atrás pela própria Rede Globo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;O Big Brother Brasil não é um programa cultural, nem educativo, não acrescenta informações e conhecimentos intelectuais aos telespectadores, nem aos participantes, e não há qualquer outro estímulo como, por exemplo, o incentivo ao esporte, à música, à criatividade ou ao ensino de conceitos como valor, ética, trabalho e moral. São apenas pessoas que se prestam a comer, beber, tomar sol, fofocar, dormir e agir estupidamente para que, ao final do programa, o “escolhido” receba um milhão e meio de reais. E ai vem algum psicólogo de vanguarda e me diz que o BBB ajuda a "entender o comportamento humano". Ah, tenha dó!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Veja o que está por de tra$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$ do BBB: José Neumani da Rádio Jovem Pan, fez um cálculo de que se vinte e nove milhões de pessoas ligarem a cada paredão, com o custo da ligação a trinta centavos, a Rede Globo e a Telefônica arrecadam oito milhões e setecentos mil reais. Eu vou repetir: oito milhões e setecentos mil reais a cada paredão.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Já imaginaram quanto poderia ser feito com essa quantia se fosse dedicada a programas de inclusão social, moradia, alimentação, ensino e saúde de muitos brasileiros? (Poderia ser feito mais de 520 casas populares; ou comprar mais de 5.000 computadores)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Essas palavras não são de revolta ou protesto, mas de vergonha e indignação, por ver tamanha aberração ter milhões de telespectadores. Em vez de assistir ao BBB, que tal ler um livro, um poema de Mário Quintana ou de Neruda ou qualquer outra coisa..., ir ao cinema...., estudar... , ouvir boa música..., cuidar das flores e jardins... , telefonar para um amigo... , ·visitar os avós... , pescar..., brincar com as crianças... , namorar... ou simplesmente dormir. Assistir ao BBB é ajudar a Globo a ganhar rios de dinheiro e destruir o que ainda resta dos valores sobre os quais foi construído nossa sociedade.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Nossa, já estou no 3° trimestre, parece que foi ontem que eu descobri que estava grávida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;O segundo trimestre foi mais generoso comigo que o primeiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Pra começar as colicas passaram -'graças ao céus'- então agora to beeem tranquila. Os enjoos tbm não me pertencem mais e isso é realmente a melhor noticia de todas, pq eu não AGUENTAVA mais comer e vomitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;As espinhas queridas tb diminuiram, apesar de terem deixado a sua marquinha querida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;E o melhor de tudo foi a noticia que recebi na consulta de quarta-feira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Eu não postei aqui, mas na consulta anterior eu descobri que estava com toxoplasmose (pra saber o que é &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toxoplasmose"&gt;clique aqui&lt;/a&gt;), e fiquei muito preocupada, pq minha médica disse que havia a possibilidade de meu Morôni nascer cego ou surdo. Chorei muito, mas muito meeesmo. E apesar de confiar plenamente no meu Senhor, eu tive muito medo. Tive medo de não conseguir, de acabar super-protegendo meu bebê, de por causa disso desistir de ter outros filhos. É... Mas nessa ultima consulta eu tive a noticia que me salvou. Como eu estava morando em Itaquaquecetuba no começo da minha gravidez, fiz os exames de rotina lá primeiro. E como eu me mudei pra Campinas de repente, eu não trouxe esses exames, e depois que eu recebi a noticia da toxoplasmose eu fiz meu marido ir pegar esses exames pra mim. E veio a boa noticiiaa... EU NÃO TENHO A DOENÇA *----------------*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;A médica - que não é a minha - disse que o primeiro exame é o que conta, pois é o exame mais velho. E pode ter dado positivo o segundo por alguma virose ou alguma outra reação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;NOSSA, como eu fiquei feliz com isso. Mesmo eu alguma vezes sendo fraca, o Senhor continua me abençoando, e me abençoando e me abençoando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Como sou grata a Ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Terça-feira vou fazer uma US de novo :D Não vejo a hora de ver &amp;nbsp;meu principezinho. Minha previsão de parto por enquanto continua a mesma: 16 de abril, um dia depois de completar 1 ano de casada, mas realmente não sei, ás vezes acho que ele vai nascer antes, outras que ele vai nascer depois. A unica coisa que sei é que quero estar preparada para as mudanças que vão acontecer e sei que vou estar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Mês passado eu completei 4 anos com meu amado marido. Dia 15 completei 9 meses de casada. Queria ter feito um post especial para essas datas, mas &amp;nbsp;não rolou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Eu o amo muito. Queria poder traduzir em palavras o quanto ele é importante para mim, mas é meio impossivel isso. Ele é minha vida, é meu amor. Só ele poderia ter me dado &amp;nbsp;um presente tão especial e que eu amo tanto. Sou grata a ele pelas tantas vezes que me salvou. Te amo Leandro.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Para terminar o post, vou deixar uma citação que vi que é a coisa mais linda desse mundo e talvez resuma tudo que eu sinto pelo meu companheiro eterno:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"Se uma pessoa está disposta a me aceitar, imperfeito como sou, então, eu também devo estar disposto a ser paciente com as imperfeições dos outros. Como você não vai encontrar perfeição na outra pessoa, e ela também não vai encontrar perfeição em você, sua única chance de perfeição está em tornarem-se perfeitos juntos."&lt;br /&gt;Dieter F. Uchtdorf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;"A mulher &lt;i&gt;ideal &lt;/i&gt;tem consciência do seu sagrado chamado de &lt;i&gt;mãe &lt;/i&gt;e sabe que "a &lt;i&gt;maternidade &lt;/i&gt;está próxima da divindade. É a maior e mais &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;sagrada &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;colaboração que um ser humano pode dar".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;(Pedro J. C. Penha)&lt;/span&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/4994031194347338271-2905812637627160587?l=fernandabonzanino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;“Nosso &lt;i&gt;Pai Celestial&lt;/i&gt;, em Sua grande sabedoria e&lt;i&gt; amor&lt;/i&gt;, envia Seus filhos espirituais a esta Terra como crianças. Eles chegam às famílias como dádivas preciosas e sua natureza e seu destino são divinos. O &lt;i&gt;Pai Celestial&lt;/i&gt; sabe que as crianças são uma chave para ajudar-nos a ser como &lt;i&gt;Ele&lt;/i&gt;. Há muito que podemos &lt;i&gt;aprender&lt;/i&gt; com as crianças.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;(Jean A. Stevens)&lt;/span&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/4994031194347338271-7121020612889578966?l=fernandabonzanino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;11 E Morôni era um homem forte e poderoso; ele era um homem de perfeita compreensão; sim, um homem que não tinha prazer no derramamento de sangue; um homem cuja alma se regozijava com a liberdade e independência de seu país e com a libertação de seus irmãos da servidão e do cativeiro.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; 12 Sim, um homem cujo coração transbordava de gratidão a seu Deus pelos muitos privilégios e bênçãos que concedia a seu povo; um homem que trabalhava infatigavelmente pelo bem-estar e segurança do povo.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; 13 Sim, e ele era um homem firme na fé em Cristo; e havia aprestado juramento de defender seu povo, seus direitos e seu país e sua religião, mesmo com a própria vida.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;17 Sim, em verdade, em verdade vos digo que se todos os homens tivessem sido e fossem e pudessem sempre ser como Morôni, eis que os próprios poderes do inferno teriam sido abalados para sempre; sim, o diabo nunca teria poder sobre o coração dos filhos dos homens.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*Depois venho colocar o significado do nome.&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/4994031194347338271-6936349831791312259?l=fernandabonzanino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;você liga para ela no final de semana, mas não consegue ouvi-la porque ela está numa festa infantil super barulhenta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;você conhece primeiro a bunda ao invés do rosto. e não é porque ela é gostosa, mas porque está sempre agachada atrás de uma criança;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;de repente ela tem uma bolsa gigante, estampada e descombinada do resto (do mundo) da roupa. e parece que o melhor lugar em que a bolsa pode estar é esbarrando em alguma coisa;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;22h é muito, muito tarde pra estar na rua;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;não importa a temática central da conversa. em algum momento – sempre – o assunto “cocô” há de surgir. e talvez não mudar mais;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;ela não tem aquele encanto por crianças que alguém sem filho (e que sonha em tê-los) possui;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;chama a marca chicco de “quico”;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;ela sabe o que significa BPA FREE;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;ela nunca está completamente limpa. pode procurar bem que com certeza você vai achar uma golfada na blusa, uma mijada na calça ou um pedaço de comida no cabelo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;por mais pontual que seja (ou tente ser), ela nunca chega na hora nos compromissos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;a foto do perfil no facebook nunca tem somente ela. sempre haverá uma criança/bebê em algum canto (ou na foto inteira);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;em algum momento você a verá bocejar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;restaurantes com trocador, cadeirão, giz de cera e afins costumam ser topo de lista na hora de sair;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;sua casa ou carro sempre terá um brinquedo pra denunciar que uma criança passa sempre por ali;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;objetos de decoração finos, caros, quebráveis? o que é isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;do nada você a pega cantarolando uma música infantil;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;ela canta “parabéns a você” sem ser aniversário de ninguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Pensei em postar uma citação que vi e ainda acho que vou posta-la pq simplesmente é&lt;b&gt; LINDA!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mas queria algo ainda mais significativo e me lembrei que tenho uma &lt;b&gt;NOVIDADE ÓTIMA&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;1° Novidade&lt;/b&gt; - Não sei se todo mundo sabe, mas eu tinha me mudado pra uma cidade chamada Itaquaquecetuba - SP. Foi MUITO dificil, ter que me readaptar, e ainda ficar longe de casa, dos meus pais e irmãos. Ficou ainda mais dificil quando descobri que estava gravida, pois simplesmente não consegui mais ir trabalhar, por causa de enjoos e tonturas &lt;strike&gt;e quem ja andou de trem sabe do que to falando.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6BSe2aSooA/TrVh9vhqyUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Sa6NMQtMIQY/s1600/mudan%25C3%25A7a.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6BSe2aSooA/TrVh9vhqyUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Sa6NMQtMIQY/s320/mudan%25C3%25A7a.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Agora graças ao meu BOM Pai Celestial estamos novamente de mudançaa... SIIM, voltamos para Campinas *--------------*&lt;br /&gt;
E agora é mais que certo, pq o MEU bom Pai Celestial já nos abençoou com um otimo emprego para o Leandro. É bom demais estar de volta. Estar realmente de volta. Todas as vezes que vim para visitar minha familia, ficava mais de 15 dias :o só que agora é de VEZ.&lt;br /&gt;
É realmente bom, o Leandro tb está muito feliz, já não eramos mais tão necessarios lá pra familia dele, claro que é dificil (pra ele), mas como ele mesmo diz, a unica pessoa que ele é apegado é a mim &lt;strike&gt;ouuuunnntttttttt&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
Não sou uma megera. O amo muito e me preocupo com ele. Por isso esta sendo otimoo, pq é algo que ele tb sempre quis. Voltar.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YLHJAT9rzRY/TrVh_VuuIHI/AAAAAAAAAQw/XH_FivFJMHQ/s1600/gravidez-viajar-180208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YLHJAT9rzRY/TrVh_VuuIHI/AAAAAAAAAQw/XH_FivFJMHQ/s320/gravidez-viajar-180208.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;2° Novidade&lt;/b&gt; - Saimos OFICIALMENTE do 1° trimestre. Estou agora com 16 semanaaas yeeaahh. Os enjoos melhoraram MUITO! (mas ainda tem bastante) O que ainda me preocupa são as colicas. No feriado fui ao médico pra dar uma olhada, pois tinha passado o dia INTEIRO com dores e estava com medo. E a médica muito boazinha me disse que era normal &lt;strike&gt;de novo&lt;/strike&gt;, não sei se sou desesperada ou todos estão me enganando.&lt;br /&gt;
Mas segundo a médica está tudo otimo, essas dores são normais e vão passar lá pela 20° semanaa. Acho que consigo aguentar até lá certo?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O Presidente Brigham Young ensinou que “a força de Sião está na virtude de seus filhos e filhas” A cor da virtude é dourada, porque o ouro é puro. Ele brilha. É macio, não é áspero nem grosseiro. É precioso. O ouro deve ser refinado. Ao viverem uma vida pura e virtuosa, vocês serão refinadas por suas experiências e, quando “[confiarem] no Senhor” (Provérbios 3:5) e aproximarem-se Dele, Ele “tornará seu coração como ouro” (Roger Hoffman, Consider the Lilies).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Estou ainda na casa de minha mãe e isso é otimo. Estamos aproveitando muito, fazia muito tempo que não ficavamos juntas o tempo todo, conversando como estamos. Estamos adorando nos re-conhecer.&lt;br /&gt;
Meus irmãos estão uns lindos, me ajudando muito.&lt;br /&gt;
Mas o que isso tem a ver com o começo do post?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Semana realmente dificil.&lt;br /&gt;
Pra começar, achei que o enjoo tinha enfim acabado, até chegar domingo e recomeçar tudo de novo. Sem contar que tenho tido cólicas. Não gosto disso, apesar de meu medico ter falado que é 'super normal' a gente sempre fica um pouco assustada certo?&lt;br /&gt;
Sem contar que eu estou em Campinas - SP e meu amado esposo &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/godoi"&gt;Leandro Godoi&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;está em Itaquaquecetuba - SP, aonde atualmente moramos.&lt;br /&gt;
No todo semana bem ruim --'&lt;br /&gt;
E ainda estamos na terça-feira. A verdade é que eu gostaria de dormir agora e acordar somente no sábado a tarde, pra poder enfim ta do lado do meu maridinho lindo. Sinto uma falta terrivel dele, e acho que é por isso que voltei a ter os 'queridos' enjoos, além de outras coisas.&lt;br /&gt;
Enfim, chega de reclamar. Até mais!&lt;br /&gt;
Ab Imo Corde ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4994031194347338271-814301628526910576?l=fernandabonzanino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minha cunhada Caroline, disse que durante a gravidez dela, vomitou somente 3 vezes, eu em compensação, vomitava pelo menos &amp;nbsp;vezes por dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora estou bem melhor. Pelas contas estou com 13 semanas, então meu bebê já está com 8 centimetros . Segundo o site &lt;a href="http://brasil.babycenter.com/"&gt;BabyCenter&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;ele já tem impressões digitais e procura o mamilo para mamar. Perguntei ao meu médico, quando os enjoos realmente vão passar e ele disse que só a partir do 4º mês, eu achei mt estranho, pois todos dizem que passa no terceiro, mas como disse, ainda me sinto bem enjoada. O que me deixa beem tranquila é que o risco de aborto espontaneo diminuiu muito.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na minha ultima consulta consegui escutar o coração do meu bebezinho, fique tão, mas tão feliz. Foi mágico. O Leandro ficou com cara de bobo. Eu nem acreditava, tive MUITO medo de ser gravidez psicologica, mas não é. Estou muito ansiosa pelo ultrasom, pra poder ver e saber como está meu bebe. Pra poder ver se é mais de um, como todos estão apostantao. Estou preparada para TUDO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passei esse fim de semana na casa da minha mãe e ainda estou e nossa, está sendo muito bom ser paparicada por todos, meu nenenzinho já é MUITO amado e eu fico mt feliz com isso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax9LY5WCJxw/Tp0U5YhnXDI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cXLJj-hGGr8/s1600/fer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax9LY5WCJxw/Tp0U5YhnXDI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cXLJj-hGGr8/s400/fer.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bom, sinceramente esses 3 meses não foram faceis, mas tudo está melhorando, sempre me disseram que gravidez muda tudo, mas nunca imaginei que seria assim comigo tb, tive muitos prosblemas com o Leandro, mas que estão passando, eu o amo mt, ele me faz mt feliz e isso é oq realmente importa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tenho procurado fazer o meu melhor em tudo e me acostumar que em menos de 6 meses vou ter uma criaturinha bem pequenininha que vai depender muito de mim, que nos primeiros meses vai depender de mim para viver. Espero estar preparada para isso quando meu nenem chegar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foi ficando por aqui por enquanto, daqui a pouco tenho que acordar pois vou ao templo, então isso significa que eu tenho que dormir, rs.&lt;br /&gt;
Um grande e enorme beijo e até a proxima.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ab Imo Corde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ENJOADA.&lt;br /&gt;
Definição clássica, mas real.&lt;br /&gt;
Terça-feira entro em minha 10 semana de gestação, isso significa que vou escutar o coraçãozinho do meu nenem quando for ao medico de novo. Estar gravida é uma experiencia maravilhosa, todo mundo mima a gente, todos se preocupam, o marido vira um lindo mais lindo do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;
Me perguntam novamente: Como estou me sentindo?&lt;br /&gt;
Extremamente #FELIZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4994031194347338271-5782288300222489587?l=fernandabonzanino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;... ler 50 vezes o resultado positivo do exame para ter certeza que está correto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;... ficar chocada ao saber que uma gestação dura 40 semanas e não nove meses como todo &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;mundo diz por aí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;... se pegar imaginando, por horas a fio, como será os olhos, os cabelos e a pele do filho que vai chegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;... torcer, e muuuuuuito, para que ele nasça perfeitinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;... nunca mais dizer '&lt;u&gt;ai, se fosse meu filho&lt;/u&gt;!' quando encontrar uma criança tendo acessos de birra no corredor de um shopping center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;... sair na rua e só enxergar mulheres grávidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;... ter sono, muito sono.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;... ir ao shopping e desejar apenas coisinhas para o filho.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;... torcer para ficar barriguda.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;... ficar muito esquisita e descobrir uma incrível capacidade de sentir todas as emoções em uma hora, da alegria descontrolada ao mau humor sem fim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;... acordar várias vezes de madrugada para fazer xixi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;... reparar que seu marido fica muito mais interessante como pai do seu filho e perceber que foi o único homem capaz de te presentear com tamanha alegria.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Um bebe muito amado e esperado por todos, uma benção que chegou para aumentar e completar nossa familia, O primeiro de todos. Primeiro filho, primeiro sobrinho, primeiro neto.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No dia 04 de Junho de 2011 teve a festinha de 1 ano dele. Siim, meu bebe ja tem 1 aninho.&lt;br /&gt;
Foi lindo, tema do Chico Bento, com direito a milho e tudo.&lt;br /&gt;
Mas o que quero salientar é a diferençaa dele.&lt;br /&gt;
Esta é a foto dele recém nascido. Foi tirada dia 2 de Junho de 2010&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;E esta é a foto dele, na festinha de 1 aninho, que foi tirada dia 04 de Junho de 2011&lt;br /&gt;
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Este é o meu principe, meu lindo, meu tudo.&lt;br /&gt;
Siimm, um ano passa muito rapido.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Hoje tem quase 5 meses que ele retornou e parece que ele nunca foi. Não estou dizendo que não houve mudanças no conhecimento espiritual dele, pelo contrario, o que estou dizendo que sinto ele tão proximo de mim, que é como se nunca tivesse-mos nos separado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Ler o que a Loo escreveu me fez ficar e sentir mais proxima da Missão dele novamente. E eu estou tão feliz por isso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Me fez sentir novamente tudo o que ja havia sentido, como foi a primeira semana, aquela semana que eu mal falava, que todas as noites eu chorava, aquela semana que o senti tão longe que é como se eu nunca tivesse ficado perto dele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Me fez lembrar da primeira 'correspondencia' que recebi, um email muito mal criado com ele falando que não eramos namorados, apenas bons amigos. Me fez lembrar daquele outro email em que ele me disse que me amava, e que era grato por eu espera-lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;O primeiro Natal, que foi o primeiro longe da minha familia, porque eu  necessitava falar com ele. Do primeiro ano novo, em que eu chorava  baldes e mais baldes e dizia: - Ele volta ano que vem *-*. Aquele primeiro aniversário dele longe, em que eu não pude fazer o que ele mais detesta: Cantar parabéns pra ele. Aquele &lt;u&gt;meu&lt;/u&gt; primeiro aniversário longe dele, com aquela carta que eu nunca vou esquecer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Nunca vou me esquecer do Primeiro dia das mães. Em que eu fiquei tão triste que chorei horas por não poder falar com ele,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Nunca vou me esquecer de quando ele me pediu em casamento: "Te amo muito não paro de pensar em vc ,e te admirar por me apoiar sempre ,se prepare para me recepcionar quando em voltar em out de 2010 ,para nos casarmos e sermos muito felizes juntos meu grande amor , amada princesa e eterno anjo &lt;br /&gt;
bjos mil ...." (03/07/2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Nunca, jamais vou me esquecer de todas as nossas brigas, afinal, num ia ser a missão que ia fazer com que eu não brigasse com meu amorzinho né?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Jamais me esquecerei do Hump Day, em como eu gritava e me sentia feliz! Afinal eu estava começando a descer a ladeira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Meu ultimo Natal sem ele, a Alegria de poder senti-lo mais proximo de mim, escutar ele novamente dizendo que me amava. O Ano-Novo, a magica que foi, comigo agarrando a minha irmã e dizendo: - Keka, ele volta esse ano!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Todas as vezes que importunei minha irmã e minha cunhada que foram as mais leais companheiras de espera que eu poderia imaginar em ter. Jamais vou esquecer todas as lagrimas derramadas, e as lagrimas que estão caindo agora ao me lembrar de tudo isso. Jamais vou esquecer tudo o que vivi por amor e ele e ao meu Salvador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Jamais vou esquecer daquele ultimo mes, o mais dificil da vida dele, de como eu me senti despreparada para ajuda-lo, de todas as vezes que orei para ser o porto seguro dele, para conseguir consola-lo, para poder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Atualmente ele está comigo, sempre ao meu lado, e estamos nos preparando para o nosso casamento &lt;b&gt;ETERNO&lt;/b&gt;, mas eu sei que &lt;u&gt;NADA&lt;/u&gt; seria igual se nós dois não tivessemos 'servido nossa missão': A dele - Pregar o Evangelho, a minha - Apoia-lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Obrigada novamente Lorrayne, por ter me feito sentir novamente tudo isso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4994031194347338271-1769343838599233313?l=fernandabonzanino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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