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things</category><category>foozball is the devil</category><category>privacy issues</category><category>tww</category><category>babies require much equipment</category><category>sleep</category><category>moody</category><category>annoyingly squeeing</category><category>crabby patty</category><category>an enjoyable afternoon</category><category>photo post</category><category>homeschooling</category><category>gonal-f</category><category>no babies in this post</category><category>ham</category><category>one of those days</category><category>blog community</category><category>adventures in childcare</category><category>processing...</category><category>whining</category><category>adoption</category><category>friends</category><category>midwife</category><category>cycle</category><category>stress</category><category>vacation</category><category>cloma-cloma-cloma-cloma-clomidchameleon</category><category>housewifery</category><category>parenting</category><category>ovulation station</category><category>prometrium</category><category>diapers</category><category>who</category><category>blog housekeeping</category><category>IUI</category><category>body image</category><category>BFP</category><category>background info</category><category>iPhone update</category><category>health</category><category>domestic goddess</category><title>the unbroken world</title><description /><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>290</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/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/unbrokenworld" /><feedburner:info uri="unbrokenworld" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-1967824784560800397</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2012 12:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-01T05:21:11.056-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blog community</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">PAIL</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">examining infertility</category><title>There's Still More.</title><atom:summary>It was six days after my baby shower, a gathering of people who love me and were excited about my babies who also bought things for my babies.

There was a giant cake with rice-krispie baby carriages on top to match the invitations. There were baskets with the girls' names on the front-- my aunt bought the baskets, then wooden letters, and she hot-glued the letters on the front. She gave me an </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/06/theres-still-more.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BRVKeucpXSo/T8iyzrWuQBI/AAAAAAAABXU/F5wNwxwyWWE/s72-c/PAIL+OFFICIAL+200x80.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-6385514161879731283</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2012 02:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-31T19:47:48.153-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo post</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food and cooking</category><title>Branching Out</title><atom:summary>An update on our solid food adventures! See also my last post, Taking a Chance on Baby-Led Solids.



We have moved to the beach for the summer, away from our familiar kitchen &amp; the usual contents of our fridge. We will be living with my parents for the next two months while Husband commutes for a bar prep class, then takes the bar exam in July. Did you know the bar exam took two full days to </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/05/branching-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fJd-Mt5TQyY/T8gk66EMdUI/AAAAAAAABWw/NcN_bgQ_7po/s72-c/IMG_5913.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-4138931290989106939</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2012 03:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-26T20:18:05.614-07:00</atom:updated><title>Taking a Chance on Baby-Led Solids</title><atom:summary>These photos are horrible-- I'll apologize for that in advance. I don't know what happened but everything is whited out or super grainy. Oh well... anyways.

We're about two weeks into trying out solids now and, after hemming and hawing about it nervously for a while, I finally mustered up the courage to try some baby-led solids as well. We're still doing purees, but we end meals with some big </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/05/taking-chance-on-baby-led-solids.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R8ibpzLzLJM/T8GLsGVjcuI/AAAAAAAABRQ/s22-XEmF57w/s72-c/IMG_5682.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-1549022452222016473</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2012 00:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-25T18:15:10.897-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">no babies in this post</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">let me tell you internets</category><title>Blowin' Up My Reader Today</title><atom:summary>I am always one step behind the conversation. I get laughed at by my brothers a lot for overhearing the last piece of a conversation and asking, "Wait, what happened?" Am I just never paying attention? I don't know. I just know that this happened and I read a little bit about it yesterday and really sat down to read a few things today.

And now that everyone else has already chimed in about it </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/05/blowin-up-my-reader-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-5326260473418230294</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2012 19:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-23T12:39:20.590-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny moments</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food and cooking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">twins</category><title>Chunky</title><atom:summary>






Sometimes I think about how we brought the girls home from the hospital, swimming in their newborn pajamas both under five pounds. How we worried about Chicken, left behind for two days in the hospital where she was born and then in the ER the day after we brought her home because she was so tiny she couldn't stay warm. I remember those tiny newborn diapers that went down to four pounds </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/05/chunky.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i00ZU7Y-fa4/T7cu29hFeMI/AAAAAAAABPU/626qGFeVlao/s72-c/IMG_5396.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-5906812380236458040</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2012 01:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-23T12:38:27.526-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">husband</category><title>End of an Era (A Tribute to My Amazing Husband)</title><atom:summary>In mid-January of 2005, I was a college senior and ten minutes late to my first Magic, Science &amp; Religion class. My classroom lay just around the bend of the corner, but a few paces from the door I heard a voice-- "Hey! Julie!"-- and saw a tall man with long, dark, wavy hair grinning and striding towards me. He was someone I had known casually for years, a story that takes long enough to tell </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/05/end-of-era-tribute-to-my-amazing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QYyJXjWAkQU/T7mTtx-gelI/AAAAAAAABPw/1WfchzbXmjg/s72-c/IMG_5578.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-7620092767395482818</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2012 05:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-18T22:23:15.585-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">crabby patty</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sleep</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ham</category><title>Trickery Afoot</title><atom:summary>
See this baby?









She's a cute one, to be sure... but she is a little devil!



Ham learned a new trick-- shrieking.



She does it when she's angry. She does it when she's happy. She does it when she's bored and frustrated.



This means we listen to her shrieking all day long.









Look at those eyes. She's up to something.





On top of that, the girls are now officially in their </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/05/trickery-afoot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R24qwgiiV2g/T7crpy_2EBI/AAAAAAAABO0/-MDgW1bMknY/s72-c/IMG_5449.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-3539346836317131912</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2012 03:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-17T20:54:54.444-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">an enjoyable afternoon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poignant moments</category><title>I Will Take An Egg Out Of The Robin's Nest</title><atom:summary>












I will take an egg out of the robin's nest in the orchard,

I will take a branch of gooseberries from the old bush in the garden,

and go and preach to the world;










You shall see I will not meet a single heretic or scorner,

You shall see how I stump clergymen, and confound them,

You shall see me showing a scarlet tomato, and a white pebble from the beach. 


-- Walt Whitman</atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/05/i-will-take-egg-out-of-robins-nest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQCZ-a8vHF8/T7XCZ3F8FLI/AAAAAAAABOQ/0Qqa6ANjcyc/s72-c/IMG_5385.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-4267895315722494388</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2012 03:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-13T20:59:40.402-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">milestones</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food and cooking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">twins</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">processing...</category><title>Nom Nom Nom.</title><atom:summary>The girls turned six months old on Friday.

Six months! Sheeeeesh.

I'm still processing that. My tiny babies are not so tiny anymore.

(I know six months is a flash in the pan. They'll be seventeen before we know it. But let me get used to this slowly!)

Here's their six month photo:








One of these days I should line up all their month-by-month photos to see how big they've gotten. Too bad</atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/05/nom-nom-nom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AUqexvZv7_0/T7B3ROqSmqI/AAAAAAAABJg/iSy-tC_1dmA/s72-c/IMG_5143.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-1971597057793450978</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2012 00:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-11T17:27:02.190-07:00</atom:updated><title>Too Soon</title><atom:summary>I want to take a quick moment here to tell you about Alice.






Alice is the sister-in-law of Heidi from HoneyBearLane, one of my favorite crafty/family blogs. She just had a baby-- a little girl to follow her two boys. But after having her baby, she started not feeling well... and then she suddenly got really, really sick. She was in the ICU for a few days, quickly declined, was declared brain</atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/05/too-soon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-2210114824649579451</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2012 02:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-23T12:39:37.263-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blog community</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blog housekeeping</category><title>Exciting New Changes</title><atom:summary>I'm just making a quick fly-by post here to let you all know that PAIL (our Parenting after Adoption, Infertility and Loss blogroll) is moving and changing! Elphaba has decided to move on from maintaining it and has passed it on to myself and three other ALI bloggers. We're hard at work behind the scenes to move PAIL to its new home, and hopefully add some shiny new features for you all to enjoy!</atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/05/exciting-new-changes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-8828224971758401507</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 May 2012 03:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-08T20:00:30.220-07:00</atom:updated><title>Snapshots</title><atom:summary>
It's been a bit of a nasty week.



Husband's mother passed away, and we've been making plans for her memorial service.



After a memorial service, of course, everyone will be here. But "here" is a place with little people who look like this
















and their accoutrement. So while it gets cleaned and tidied with relative frequency, things happen. Things like a giant pile of paperwork </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/05/snapshots.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4QUqV-TYc8/T6nMgwR-A2I/AAAAAAAABFI/CSXZBgNMkq8/s72-c/IMG_4800.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-3209389753582674689</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2012 23:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-02T16:33:47.409-07:00</atom:updated><title>Toys</title><atom:summary>Let's do a post about toys, shall we?







I've had some big opinions about toys since long before I got pregnant. I knew what I definitely didn't want-- battery-powered neon-colored plastic stuff. I still don't. I prefer toys that enhance children's natural aptitude for problem-solving, open-ended toys that can be used for many purposes and that are more aesthetically pleasing. All of what </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/05/toys.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7LZ8hVWBAGk/T6CcrXNwHCI/AAAAAAAABEI/x7wYw38kuJQ/s72-c/IMG_4078.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-7666311260665851715</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2012 02:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-01T19:29:54.166-07:00</atom:updated><title>Once Again.</title><atom:summary>




We got terrible news on July 15, 2010, and more again last night.

9:15pm, watching a DVR'd episode of Game of Thrones, enjoying the baby-free portion of our evening by vegging out on the couch. Husband's phone rings... and it's the nursing home, with the call we'd been waiting for.

Husband's mother has been under hospice care for probably nine months. Beyond that, she's been in a nursing </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/05/once-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z0CwQulj2tc/T6Cb5kphRoI/AAAAAAAABEA/Tmf2RiFy0Zw/s72-c/IMG_4793.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-2919830248179630775</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2012 04:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-30T21:41:19.904-07:00</atom:updated><title>Nom, Bounce, Smile</title><atom:summary>(Alternate blog entry title: Eat, Pray, Love... for Babies)

Six months is just around the corner (May 11th), and since I'm a first-time mom, I'm holding fast to the notion that if I'm waiting until they are six months old to feed them solid foods, I am waiting until they are exactly six months old. Not a minute before! I'm sure by the next kid, or the one after that, I'd be absent-mindedly </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/04/nom-bounce-smile.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wgMCx6aKbH8/T5wGago7MiI/AAAAAAAAA_4/PBl82YEhFLI/s72-c/IMG_4594.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-7691386996996947749</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 01:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-25T18:51:35.117-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo post</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">parenting</category><title>Funny Face</title><atom:summary>I'm ridiculous, I know... but I just can't get enough of their little faces. I'm loving all these crazy little crappy iPhone photo outtakes.






































I melt. Seriously.

I really feel like I have my own family now. That sounds silly, I'm sure. I have a HUGE family in the sense of "family of origin" and "extended family," and when I married Husband, HE became my family</atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/04/funny-face.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mlQkw33-DA/T5inPihAYQI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/gCLS34KCPO4/s72-c/IMG_4497.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-5720316583273642879</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 00:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-23T17:38:48.207-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">examining infertility</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">positivity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">let's get personal</category><title>Awareness</title><atom:summary>Guess what day today is?






Today, and yesterday, and all this week is National Infertility Awareness Week.



Why do we need an infertility awareness week?

Because there are millions of us, everywhere. Some of us have babies now, or had babies before, and some of us don't. Some of us have lost babies. Some of us still struggle with feeling broken, or inadequate, or lost. Some of us had </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/04/awareness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NBr3YYggqdk/T5XwRL-6_GI/AAAAAAAAA9w/itxiFiwBZnI/s72-c/IMG_4579.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-5099349098920802115</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Apr 2012 03:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-20T20:42:51.502-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">an enjoyable afternoon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo post</category><title>Something You Should Do</title><atom:summary>




Something you should do...









You should hang out with us.








Everything we do is fun and awesome, especially bath time in the living room on the floor on top of a plastic tarp. (It was hot out, and I was solo parenting. Sticky, sweaty babies were not a viable option!)








We also find non-bath ways to cool off while the air conditioner kicks in.








And we practice </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/04/something-you-should-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yhuri-dV-p0/T5IlikKlj_I/AAAAAAAAA8U/JlBd3uoWLiM/s72-c/IMG_4444.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-2229713320459091937</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2012 06:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-15T23:08:06.636-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poignant moments</category><title>A Midnight Lullaby for My Babies</title><atom:summary>It's after 1am. I crawl into bed, fresh from the shower, with damp hair hanging down around my shoulders. The fan is on, a window is cracked open and letting in a cool but humid breeze. Tomorrow will be around 90 degrees.

I scoop up one of the two sleeping babies in the bassinets beside me. My daughter is wearing just a plain white onesie-- it's too warm for thick pajamas-- and a light pink </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/04/midnight-lullaby-for-my-babies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-4282229506803268561</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2012 02:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-14T19:12:16.036-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sleep</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the girls</category><title>300th Post</title><atom:summary>How crazy is that? And this May it'll be two years since I started this blog.

I've created a million blogs in the past, but never have I actually stuck with them for this long. I really like this one... I have one other blog on a different website, and I basically only use that to read friends' blogs and post links to what I write here, so this is my default home on the internet.

So thank you </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/04/300th-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kpwCQDK21RY/T4ojqcvT9UI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Y6OAR5IV77g/s72-c/IMG_4259.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-4232449057625747329</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2012 15:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-13T08:41:37.003-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">skilled homeowners</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">annoyingly squeeing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">no babies in this post</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">domestic goddess</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">housewifery</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">homeschooling</category><title>A Room with a View</title><atom:summary>I am addicted to Pinterest, and most of what I use it for (besides recipes) is collecting educational tools, toys and spaces. I love the natural, homey look of Waldorf and Reggio Emilia classrooms-- rainbow silk scarves, wooden toys, baskets of leaves gathered from outside, sweet little dolls, blocks and cross-sections of tree limbs lined up for building, a beanbag and pillows beside a low shelf </atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/04/room-with-view.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-6844822699492352453</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Apr 2012 02:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-07T19:45:25.812-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo post</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">frustration</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">twins</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">raising girls</category><title>Easter Bunnies</title><atom:summary>Sorry for being vague in my last post. We have some very stressful BS going on right now of a legal nature, so to speak, and so of course I can't really talk about it on a public blog. It'll hopefully be resolved soon, and it's been worked out well enough for now that at least I'm not toeing the line of a panic attack all day every day like I have for the past week.

Something April has taught me</atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/04/easter-bunnies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UfiAEKz9r4g/T4D29Tne7oI/AAAAAAAAA5I/BBpNgWSS4mc/s72-c/IMG_4099.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-8044267928341124243</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2012 00:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-04T17:41:03.856-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo post</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">stress</category><title>Something, Kinda.</title><atom:summary>There is some bad stress right now. Can't get into it, just know that it's bad and it should work out okay, ultimately, but right now I feel like I'm going to collapse into myself and that will probably take some time to abate.
So here are some cute pictures. I might have posted some of these already... don't remember. It makes me feel better to look at them, though.






</atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/04/something-kinda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bW8aWRfu0RQ/T3zpQZu7rvI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/JttVkDPA6-M/s72-c/IMG_3829.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-1231441171780162885</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2012 02:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-03T19:17:37.434-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">parenting</category><title>The Sleep Saga Continues.</title><atom:summary>
You may remember my writing about some of the recent shake-ups in our sleep experience here and here. Summary: the girls appeared to be outgrowing their in-bed bassinets, we felt like we should try to get them out of the bed and into whatever "next stage" of sleep arrangement seemed necessary even though we really wanted them to stay in our bed, putting them to sleep in a pack n' play at the end</atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/04/sleep-saga-continues.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BoChRVyTV6I/T3uop4gavpI/AAAAAAAAA4A/GN9iVrkFGwo/s72-c/IMG_3922.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4548514822149587839.post-7806374246493635167</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2012 02:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-26T19:47:38.258-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">parenting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">stress</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">twins</category><title>Antsy.</title><atom:summary>

I'm starting to feel a little trapped in this house.
Not trapped with my girls, mind. Just look at that sweet, soft little face... I could stare at it all day (you know, except on days like today that are filled with her drooly, incessant screeching).
But the reality of wrangling two not-as-yet-mobile babies includes a whole host of logistical nightmares, such as
* two babies lying in a crib on</atom:summary><link>http://unbrokenworld.blogspot.com/2012/03/antsy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Julie Anita)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q38qhEUOGUA/T3EZT5BHKPI/AAAAAAAAA2M/LwTSaCkjva0/s72-c/IMG_3792.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

