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		<title>By: Anna Coverly</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2006/06/01/i-my-loved-ones-watch-am-keeping/comment-page-1/#comment-14089</link>
		<dc:creator>Anna Coverly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 09:17:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Anna</title>
		<link>http://www.sundrymourning.com/2006/06/01/i-my-loved-ones-watch-am-keeping/comment-page-1/#comment-1544</link>
		<dc:creator>Anna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Jun 2006 02:08:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ok, this is so wierd. I am currently pregnant (3mths) and I have been worried constantly about my baby and hoping like anything that he/she is going to be healthy and fine. It worried me so extensively in fact that I needed therapy for anxiety attacks. Now, before you go thinking that I am overly nuts, I will let you know that I suffer from excema quite badly on face and hands and so I have had to use quite harsh creams during my pregnancy which can pose a small risk of affecting the baby. Anyways, i guess what I&#039;m trying to say is thanks for showing me that I am not alone in the antenatel worry department. It helps to think I am not alone when it comes to things like this. x</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ok, this is so wierd. I am currently pregnant (3mths) and I have been worried constantly about my baby and hoping like anything that he/she is going to be healthy and fine. It worried me so extensively in fact that I needed therapy for anxiety attacks. Now, before you go thinking that I am overly nuts, I will let you know that I suffer from excema quite badly on face and hands and so I have had to use quite harsh creams during my pregnancy which can pose a small risk of affecting the baby. Anyways, i guess what I&#8217;m trying to say is thanks for showing me that I am not alone in the antenatel worry department. It helps to think I am not alone when it comes to things like this. x</p>
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		<title>By: Susie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Susie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Jun 2006 03:34:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I hear you, loud and clear. I now know what my mother went through (or should I say, what I put her through) with my sister and I. The thought of something (or God forbid, someone) hurting your child, no matter how bizarre, is always enough to make your throat close with fear and sickness. And from what my mother tells me, it never goes away. And get this -- when you have GRANDCHILDREN, it just gives you MORE people to worry about! How about that, huh? ;)

When I was preggo, I kept telling myself, this would be the only job I could never quit. Or even get fired from. LOL I also knew that I never be alone in my thoughts again. Not only that, but Baby J would always be the first thought in my mind. It was one thing to think it, it was quite another to actually see it happen. When he is in school (not yet, my darling baby!) and I am work, I will be plagued with thoughts of how his day is going. Was he OK? Did that mean kid say something to break his little heart? What about the girl who is chasing him to kiss him? Did he let her catch him? Oh, the thoughts are endless. In number, in frequency, and in occurrence. *sigh* Such are the tribulations of motherhood.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hear you, loud and clear. I now know what my mother went through (or should I say, what I put her through) with my sister and I. The thought of something (or God forbid, someone) hurting your child, no matter how bizarre, is always enough to make your throat close with fear and sickness. And from what my mother tells me, it never goes away. And get this &#8212; when you have GRANDCHILDREN, it just gives you MORE people to worry about! How about that, huh? ;)</p>
<p>When I was preggo, I kept telling myself, this would be the only job I could never quit. Or even get fired from. LOL I also knew that I never be alone in my thoughts again. Not only that, but Baby J would always be the first thought in my mind. It was one thing to think it, it was quite another to actually see it happen. When he is in school (not yet, my darling baby!) and I am work, I will be plagued with thoughts of how his day is going. Was he OK? Did that mean kid say something to break his little heart? What about the girl who is chasing him to kiss him? Did he let her catch him? Oh, the thoughts are endless. In number, in frequency, and in occurrence. *sigh* Such are the tribulations of motherhood.</p>
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		<title>By: sarah</title>
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		<dc:creator>sarah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Jun 2006 06:08:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The reason you are a phenomenal mother is because you have these worries.  Life is unpredictable, but whatever happens, your boy will know that you love him more than seems possible.  He is a lucky lucky little dude.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The reason you are a phenomenal mother is because you have these worries.  Life is unpredictable, but whatever happens, your boy will know that you love him more than seems possible.  He is a lucky lucky little dude.</p>
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		<title>By: Robin</title>
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		<dc:creator>Robin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Jun 2006 01:48:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have a beautiful, healthy 16 month old boy.  The worry never ends and from the other posts I can see that it never will.  I think that it&#039;s what makes us mothers-good mothers at that.. and like you said, I now look at other people and think to myself that they were once someones baby and cherished and worried about like I worry about mine.  It&#039;s kind of eye-opening and it makes me incredibly grateful to read posts/stories like Nona&#039;s.  I&#039;d never heard of this disorder and I am so very sorry that anyone would have to go through that.  Sundry, your post made my eyes tear up and again, I can completely relate.  Thanks for expressing something so personal.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have a beautiful, healthy 16 month old boy.  The worry never ends and from the other posts I can see that it never will.  I think that it&#8217;s what makes us mothers-good mothers at that.. and like you said, I now look at other people and think to myself that they were once someones baby and cherished and worried about like I worry about mine.  It&#8217;s kind of eye-opening and it makes me incredibly grateful to read posts/stories like Nona&#8217;s.  I&#8217;d never heard of this disorder and I am so very sorry that anyone would have to go through that.  Sundry, your post made my eyes tear up and again, I can completely relate.  Thanks for expressing something so personal.</p>
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		<title>By: Donna</title>
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		<dc:creator>Donna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Jun 2006 22:59:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>On coping with a special needs child: 

http://belovedmonsterandme.blogspot.com/

We should all  be so lucky to have such good parents as Riley and Schyler.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On coping with a special needs child: </p>
<p><a href="http://belovedmonsterandme.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">http://belovedmonsterandme.blogspot.com/</a></p>
<p>We should all  be so lucky to have such good parents as Riley and Schyler.</p>
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		<title>By: kalisah</title>
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		<dc:creator>kalisah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Jun 2006 22:35:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>it does get easier as they grow and begin to take care of themselves. My son will be 13 this summer (THIRTEEN!!!!) and I send him off to school every day without even thinking anymore than some horror will befall him.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>it does get easier as they grow and begin to take care of themselves. My son will be 13 this summer (THIRTEEN!!!!) and I send him off to school every day without even thinking anymore than some horror will befall him.</p>
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		<title>By: Nona</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nona</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Jun 2006 20:58:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My first pregnancy was a child with Anencephaly. (http://www.anencephaly.net/) It&#039;s rare, 100% fatal, and broke my heart, my husband&#039;s heart, and it still hurts. There was nothing I could do, and it was terrifying to try again. My next pregnancy ended in miscarriage. My third was accidential, and I have the sweetest, fattest 6 month old daughter I could have ever hoped for. While pregnant with her I became obsessed with &quot;signs&quot;. I counted crows, I wished on clocks, and I wept from fear from time to time. Waiting to hear the results from every ultrasound was like running a gaunlet. Because of all this I treasure my kid so much, and am thankful for her every day. I still despise the whining, but hey, you take the good with the bad. 

It takes great courage to be a Mom. From the moment they are born you have to learn to let them go a little more each day, so that they can grow and become their own wonderful little selves. You are smart, funny, and a great Mom. Worry, because there&#039;s no way to stop it anyway, but love Riley more. And if the worry starts to overwhelm you, well, fuck, I don&#039;t know what to tell you. There are always anti-anxiety meds.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My first pregnancy was a child with Anencephaly. (<a href="http://www.anencephaly.net/" rel="nofollow">http://www.anencephaly.net/</a>) It&#8217;s rare, 100% fatal, and broke my heart, my husband&#8217;s heart, and it still hurts. There was nothing I could do, and it was terrifying to try again. My next pregnancy ended in miscarriage. My third was accidential, and I have the sweetest, fattest 6 month old daughter I could have ever hoped for. While pregnant with her I became obsessed with &#8220;signs&#8221;. I counted crows, I wished on clocks, and I wept from fear from time to time. Waiting to hear the results from every ultrasound was like running a gaunlet. Because of all this I treasure my kid so much, and am thankful for her every day. I still despise the whining, but hey, you take the good with the bad. </p>
<p>It takes great courage to be a Mom. From the moment they are born you have to learn to let them go a little more each day, so that they can grow and become their own wonderful little selves. You are smart, funny, and a great Mom. Worry, because there&#8217;s no way to stop it anyway, but love Riley more. And if the worry starts to overwhelm you, well, fuck, I don&#8217;t know what to tell you. There are always anti-anxiety meds.</p>
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		<title>By: jenny</title>
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		<dc:creator>jenny</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Jun 2006 20:57:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Whoa. Sundry. 

No kids here, but the fortune and the headstone would have been enough to send me right over the edge, I am sure. I am the type to not worry about conventional things but I would put way to much stock in those mystical signs. :looney

I am glad you could finally write about them, out loud. Now all their power is gone. Poof!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Whoa. Sundry. </p>
<p>No kids here, but the fortune and the headstone would have been enough to send me right over the edge, I am sure. I am the type to not worry about conventional things but I would put way to much stock in those mystical signs. :looney</p>
<p>I am glad you could finally write about them, out loud. Now all their power is gone. Poof!</p>
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		<title>By: Albus D.</title>
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		<dc:creator>Albus D.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Jun 2006 20:36:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>All I can say is, if a certain Dark Wizard (who I don&#039;t want to mention by name) knocks on your door- Do Not Open It!  Really, I can&#039;t stress that enough.  If there is a wand in evidence, leave out the back, and never come back.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>All I can say is, if a certain Dark Wizard (who I don&#8217;t want to mention by name) knocks on your door- Do Not Open It!  Really, I can&#8217;t stress that enough.  If there is a wand in evidence, leave out the back, and never come back.</p>
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