anitalake
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anitalake

Hang in there. Is your son young enough that you’re still in the postpartum stage? Hormones can be crazy. Maybe your doctor can help? Take care.

My favourite/only. I got it eight years ago and still love it. Eventually ill get around to another one - a tri-spiral based on a carving at Newgrange (ancient Irish monument).

That's beautiful!

You could be writing this from inside my head. Without my husband and his social network, I might well be a hermit.

This is not at all meant in a preachy, get-along-with-your-family-cause you-never-know way, I just wanted to share a sister story I’ve never told anyone. My much younger sister died in a car accident ten plus years ago. She had moved overseas, partly to follow a boy, but mainly for the adventure. She died less than a

I have only my limited personal experience to go by, but I’ll through it out here anyway because so much of what I read when I was pregnant made me feel, if not terrified, then at least very on guard with respect to doctors and hospitals.

I’m disturbed by your use of the words ancient and 80s in the same sentence. (Though on rereading it’s only the vhs you call ancient, so I guess that’s not so bad.)

A shape-o! Yes! Great toy.

I'm more a Rubbermaid girl, myself.

I work in engineering, and my husband is a stay-at-home dad. He is awesome at it, and way more patient with the kids than I am (can assemble ikea furniture with the assistance of two preschoolers; there have been air compressor art projects...). But, early on in this arrangement I would often (almost always) get home

Your supreme being supposedly wipes out nearly all life and you turn this story into a park. Okay. Though I suppose that makes as much sense as all the Noah’s ark themed baby accessories. Seeing cute pairs of animals on a baby blanket always makes me wonder if anyone’s ever read the story.

Wait - It’s supposed to stay attached to the baby? I thought I was supposed to dry it and make a smoothie with it. I'm so confused.

Celebrate those wins! A couple of weeks ago my oldest (10) went bankrupt in the monopoly game and spontaneously volunteered to make supper while everyone else continued playing. She looked up a potato soup recipe on the Internet and got nearly all of it ready herself. Very proud! You need those moments to get through

And why do the always finally fall asleep in what for you the most uncomfortable position?

One of my offspring as a weeping angel.

Where I grew up it really wasn’t so uncommon for single adult children to live with their parents. It was an economically depressed region, but even so, culturally it wasn’t seen in a negative way. Freeloading was different, but living in the family home and contributing either financially or with sharing the work was

Interesting to contrast this with the Swedish children’s song about menstruation, complete with dancing tampons dipping in a red pool.

Arrrrgggh! This sort of thing makes me want to scream. And it’s so pervasive, though usually more subtle than these chairs. I hear so many people who make comments like, “I’m so glad I have girls, I could never handle boys”, or implying that boys are so rough, or so busier. I never minded the general range of comments

Witch hazel as a toner. And for very dry and chapped lips, Peneten cream overnight.

Ah, okay. Then perhaps there’s hope! Those are the same instructions I’m used. I think too cold a temperature has been my problem. My Alberta kitchen is not usually all that warm, especially in October or later in the year, which seems to be when my mind turns to bread. I'll keep trying. Nice to know someone's had